My Words...My Truth

So I find myself…here…
With so many thoughts…
Things on my heart…
Words…
See…that’s what I keep coming back to…
Words….
That one word…speaks…volumes…
It’s never just words…not to me…
To me they mean…so much more…
They signify…truth…honor…integrity…
A bond…revelation shared…
Honesty…declared…
Understood…trusted…
A gift…shared…
So many things…
But never…Ever…“Nothing“…
My words matter…
They count…
Not spoken in vain…
Not shared...to take up space…
Not to make light of...pain...
Never to fill a void…
Sometimes…to put in place…
Not to be overlooked....
Dismissed...or displaced...
They are no longer mere letters...
Held together on paper…
Being accompanied by sounds and syllables…
No…they are now a testament of truth…
My truth…
And at the end of the day…
That’s what I am left with…
My words…
My truth.

Kristy Turnage

2/16/2011