VulnerabilityA Poem by 𝔸ʂɾıéli໐ຖ Ş໐นlI hate being vulnerable... To let a person touch my heart Is like handing someone a knife to stab me I can not allow my core to be visible So I shut down any attempts to shed my shell Its why she thinks I'm manipulative and why she thinks I used her as some form of entertainment But with her I could sense I was second in her heart Even as she promised to forget about her past Her hesitation spoke louder in the moment. Words of love were sung all through that day And a promise of forever was made But it was clear that both hearts could not hear each other. *** She hates being vulnerable... A broken heart that masks its appearance- She cries for someone to show her what love is, but she could never have the courage to connect with anyone. She wore a mask that hid her true identity But when the world fell quiet Her whimpering could be heard As I heard her cries, I took it upon myself to discover why... Aware that she was also afraid to open up her heart No expectations were made except of one promise. To remain by her side forever even if she chose to drown. But soon I learnt she chose to keep scratching her scars And that her fear of being hurt again was her motivation for living *** Vulnerability isn't a weakness or a flaw It's allowing yourself to embrace who you are even if it hurts Its displaying your emotions and true self even at the risk of being rejected or used Being vulnerable believe it or not is a sign of strength- Its when we realize that what we are connected to is far more important than the consequences of pain © 2019 𝔸ʂɾıéli໐ຖ Ş໐นlReviews
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