I'm undid

I’m used to being quiet, holding my thoughts tight,
Keeping my secrets hidden, far from plain sight.
But with you, I’ve shared bits I’d rather keep in,
Letting you close where no one has ever been.
It’s strange how I’ve shown you my shadows, my flaws,
And now I’m exposed with no shield, no pause.

You’ve slipped past defenses I thought were secure,
To rooms locked for years, where I’ve kept myself pure.
Who gave you the key, who opened that door?
I never imagined I’d bare this much, so much more.
And Every piece I concealed feels drawn to the light,
Like a moth to the flame, it doesn't feel right.

My heart feels unraveled, strings pulled loose and thin,
As if all of my safety mechanisms have been blown in the wind.
I mixed that cement for my walls with such care,
Every brick set with strength, but now they’re laid bare.
It feels like a spell broke, like chains gone away,
And I don’t even know if I want them to stay?

I watch as each thought I’d tucked safely in bed,
Now flies from my lips, with no guard, and no dread!.
How did this happen? Who undid my locks?
Who softened my heart, who loosened those rocks?
I’d sworn I was safe, never letting anyone near,
Yet here I am open, my weaknesses quite clear.

I used to be steel, with walls cold and strong,
But somehow lifes shown me where I have gone wrong.
Its pried off my old armor with such gentle skill,
Leaving me open, without a locked will.
The weight I once carried, so heavy and high,
Now feels feather-light, though I can’t tell you why.

And maybe it’s nicer, to feel softer and free,
But each word that I speak still unsettles me.
I wonder if one day you’ll walk right away,
Leaving me empty, with nothing to say.
For if I’m wide open, like a book that you’ve read,
Will you still stay close, or vanish instead?
After all, there are plenty of good books
And not all filled with dread.

I’ve never been good with this open display,
With my thoughts pouring out like clouds on a gray day.
Yet here I am, being honest, with nowhere to hide,
All of my secrets laid out like the tide.
So fragile, so gentle, each layer peeled back,
And now I’m all paper where once I was train track.

Each moment you’re near, I’m stripped further still,
I feel my voice, though it quivers, grow weak from my will.
Who turned off my filter, who weakened my guard?
I’m not used to this feeling, this raw, and this hard.
And somehow your presence has shifted my view,
It's Made cracks in the mask I’d painted so true.

It’s strange, but there’s warmth in this vulnerability,
Though every step closer makes me want to flee.
For someone to know me so deep and so real,
Is a fearsome thing, I can no longer conceal.
The puzzle I made, so complex, so vast,
Is Now pieced together from my future to past.

And maybe I’ll thank you one day for this change,
For tearing down walls that once kept me estranged.
For right now, I’m scattered, unknotted, and worn,
Unsure if I like how my edges are torn.
So close to a stranger, yet closer than kin,
You’ve brushed by my soul, and now you’re within!

I’ll gather my courage, I’ll gather my pride,
Face this new world, without armor to hide.
Yet still, I’ll remember the fortress I lost,
The way you disarmed me, no heed to the cost.
For somehow your touch found a path to my core,
And though I feel broken, I can’t close the door.

Here I stand open, a fortress unbound,
With pieces of walls I can’t gather around.
And maybe I’ll build up again once you’re gone,
But something’s been mended, and something’s been drawn.
So stay or go, I’ve learned this for sure:
True strength comes from knowing my heart’s been bleached pure.

Author's Note

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