Divorcing Goodness

Good, we have been married 
for a lifetime.

You came into my life, before
I even knew I was alive.

And everyone around me
said you were the one to love
to aspire to be with
to honor and respect
and that you were a keeper.

So I married you keenly and also wed 
your perverted twin, badness.

And now with novels 
full of stories of my sincere
attempts to be good, 
and my fanatic 
repulsion to bad, 
I realize how both 
overlooked
undermined, buried 
my truth filling all pages 
with wounds and fakeness.

I am afraid, no elated
it is time to let you both go
and scrub off your sticky veils
from my body and skin.

So goodbye goodness
and adieu badness. 
You were both useful teachers
but now I seek more 
glorious lessons beyond 
your shallow garbs
I search for hands
that point-out not good or bad
but strip me naked, 
revealing my real 
exposing my rawness
that show me how
to offer my skin as canvas
to get filled with new and 
worthy pain and scars.

because this world has forgotten
it was made for realness and 
that it secretly craves rawness, 
and it hurts much more right now
to dare to live naked
but through the painful dance of my life
and my like, 
perhaps this world will remember 
and meet me, maybe even embrace me
in the beautiful 
beyond good and bad.

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