Exposed And Freed

What’s done is done
and can not be undone.
I have lived a very prideful life.
A very secretive one.
Afraid of being exposed.
Afraid of being judged for my sins.
And I am smiling as I write this one.

I’ve had to deny myself;
expose myself
to free myself from bondage.
Pull the curtains on all of my secrets.
Shamefaced, yes.
Scared, just a little.
Liberated, yes.

What people think,
I cannot think about.
It is not my place to assume.
Those things had been weighing heavy
on my heart for a while.
I just wasn’t ready
to wear “The Scarlet Letter”.


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