Tell me something about truth,
the way you know it.
Speak bold and beautiful words
that carefully describe the soul you carry.
Release the words you’ve saved in your throat
because anxiety told you to be quiet.
Give your voice permission to shatter glass
and burst through ceilings.
Use your words on paper,
write me a letter
so that I acknowledge you exist.
Put meaning in my sentences.
Your mind is a library filled with words.
Use your words.