I Became

Because I felt worthless, I became worthy.

Because I felt trapped, I became free.

Because I felt heart broken, I became open hearted.

Because I had anxiety, I became brave.

Because I experienced loss, I became abundant.

Because I had so many hard experiences, I became empathetic.

Because I didn’t understand, I became curious.

Because I have lived without, I became grateful.

Because I was desperate, I became resourceful.

Because I felt powerless, I wrote poetry.

And I found my home there.

I found a home for all hearts there.

Poetry speaks my heart’s language.

It speaks about our collective heart.

It gives others a home in my heart.

Because I hurt so badly, I became poetry.

Because I wrote, I became my myself.

I’m at home in myself now.

I can breathe.

I don’t have to hold my breath anymore.

In this body

On this Earth

When I’m one with poetry