Burning Questions

Why
being able to connect
with your deeper self
feels so sacrilegious
and so forbidden?

Why
when the world outside
screams in fuss and pride,
being home alone,
in candlelight,

staring at your demons
dead in the eyes,
feels so lustful,
so profane, 
why?

Why
are we being taught
to deny
what’s inside
just to comply?

I defy.
In the heart of the night,
I choose to acknowledge
the monsters and beasts
that dwell in me.

I am whole.
and we are free.