Transparency

Being honest, with my emotions.

A soft sigh escapes

As I try

To write this.

Knowing

There people

Who don't realize

My emotions

Are worn.

Pinned

Upon my arm's sleeves

For everyone

To see.

Too many years

I have tried

To live your way

An emotional monk.

Closeting

My strongest feeling

Within myself

Like a bottle of wine.

Realizing

Over the years

The pressure builds up

Getting worse.

Just waiting for

That triggering event

Before it explodes

Sending the cork

Skywards.

And yet

When I am asked

Do I feel more emotional

Since starting

To take estrogen

As part of my transitioning.

Must answer

No.

Rather

Able to express

My emotions

Without repressing them

As I have done

In the past.

Living

A healthier life

Mentally.

Still

Have my days

Which I struggle

With this.

But

They grow fewer.

More

I start

To trust myself

In handling them.

Reviews

[TL Boehm]

an emotional monk. THat is a wonderful poetic statement.

[therisa]

Thanks, Tammy. Wonder, if society will stop forcing young boys and men, to be emotionally repressive towards themselves.