I learned how to not care
I cut away the bits and pieces that did not serve
My crusade of apathy
I hid my heart in a box
Hid my soul behind glass walls a meter thick
So everyone could see it
But never get close enough to touch
I cut myself off from friend and foe
Kept mum on all my problems
I shut off my tears
Put on a false smile I wore,
Painted like a canvas
For years my lips curled empty
And my eyes hollow to nothing
And I laugh often
And I laugh to hide
And it works
When the stars I could not help but love came close
Shone on my heart like the brush of a master
I hid still more
Like a woodlouse I curled in, tucked my legs into my carapace
I did not understand this love
The delicacy, the kindness, the joy
And I did not trust this love
Instead I waited for shoes to drop
And pain to come
And then I made pain a nest
In my own heart
And still there it lies
(c) 2020
Friday, November 20, 2020
Pain's Nest
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