the rupture

I feel it inside me.

I feel it needing to get out.

This part of me that is not part of me at all, but I would not be me without it.

There's a sensation in my entire being that is calling to be let out.

I don't know where it exists, but it does.

It's starting to seep out of me like I can no longer confine it.

It's alive.

It's me trying to get into the world.

I need it to be in front of me so that I can look at it.

I can't bear it not having a shape anymore.

But I will never let it go.

It will be my wings.

It will take me to new heights - heights I could never have imagined.

When it is out, it will be immediately distorted, for reality is form of distortion.

It will not fit into the shape that reality knows, so reality will bend to make room for it.

Initially, it will not be what it was inside me, and I am okay with that.

This new form of reality will breathe into this life, and it will change it.

You must see if you can see it.

Before now, you might not have been able to see this for this was not there.

It is released now, and I am released too.

Now breathe.

letter - I feel it inside me