Radiant yellow light sits in a jar in the base of my stomach.
Waiting to be let out.
For the occasion when I can’t see for the fury, anger, frustration, grief, confusion
The redness of this ball of raw emotions spread throughout my body.
It waits.
For just the right moment.
When I unscrew the lid, the light bursts forth,
Illuminating me from the inside, flooding from every pore of my body.
Then, I am a star made of stardust and light.
I cannot be red and raw because I am glowing and warm.
Kind, accepting, loving
I am myself again.
Cozy within my own body.
My home.