Several years ago I made a promise to myself I promised To Untame, To Rename and To Reclaim me Because after an experience of conflict and heartbreak I had forgotten my worth, my self and my beauty
So I made this proclamation of reclamation To touch all the ones that I love divinely While making this proclamation of reclamation It has brought to me a new learning of me
I’ve reclaimed my sass, my s*xuality, my spirit I have learned to like the razor edge of things I’ve learned that I can sing in front of a crowded room That my sunshine is sensations from joys to pains
I’ve also learned that my halos can just as easily become Horns That I possess as much callousness as I do compassion That I can be as ugly as I can be beautiful, selfless and selfish That I can be brilliantly confident and needy of outside affirmation
I learned years ago that I had miscalculated terribly I even had assumed that me and him had “arrived” I learned that this was just the beginning of being “me” And some things that I thought I loved about him I despised
And what I see are other lines cast down From men and women who have gone before me There are ropes of knowledge and wisdom Challenge and growth all dangling in the breeze
To continue on this everyday adventure That I am making out my life to be Will take way more than proclamations And more than believing and boasting
It will take that discipline that I told myself Several years ago that I needed so badly I’m looking forward to new challenges before me The creations and catharsis they will bring me
I am ready and I am committed And I’m not so afraid anymore Because there is nothing like getting your hands dirty to cleanse your soul
