I will not hold back

I will not be
suppressed or
oppressed or
depressed or
otherwise herded into
the shadows of ignominy
and the silences that
hold me cold like
rusty winter chains.

Indeed, there will
be no holding me bound
and naked like Andromeda,
for I will not wait to be saved
but will rise up instead and front
the oppressor, and shout
that I am me and I
will not be silent,
and I will not hold back
the flood of who I am.