The Inner Circle

I will clean my bones of everything I no longer wish to carry

So that when the wind blows between my ribs

where my heart once lived,

I will hear my name whispered back to me

and remember who I am;

The person I was before the world

Brought me darkness, confusion and pain.

I will shed my flesh until,

all the stories that hold me back

are exposed to the light

And I am once again free,

For when the wind blows through my ribs

and my name echoes through my soul,

I will know the truth

who I am,

who I always was,

and will always be.