I unleashed the beast and tamed it’s master

A poem by Sean Kathryn Bratton

Another day, another poem

What even is left to say

Another day to express my hysteria

Is what my opps would weigh

But is it hysteria

If I experience more than these five senses of mine

I can’t help I’m made of wonder

Made of all that is divine

Maybe I prefer it this way

Maybe I can pretend no longer

That between the lines of light fractals

I see a truth that goes farther

Yes, yes I’ve tried to ignore it

I’ve tried to write it all off

But I unleashed the beast and tamed it’s master

And then my mask grew soft

Nothing left to control me, who am I, let me see

Underneath this facade I pretended to be

Scared like a child, stuck in a tree

Yet I learned I have wings, wings others refused to see

But I knew all along they were there with me

What will they think, will I be a freak

A freak who’s too much, not meant to be seen

But I see me now, I have no other choice

But to use my wings, my heart, and my voice

So I sing and I fly, I fly high with the tides

Only those who believe will see how I rise

Like a fairy, a bird, an angel perhaps

I flap and I sing, and there’s no going back

This is my world, I can’t unsee

This is my world, I dared it to be

This world I became, this world that I dreamed

No it’s not a lie, it pulses life through me

I let my soul win and she became my master

I let my soul win and my heart grew faster

Call it hysteria, call me ill

I really don’t care, I became clear pilled