VULNRABLE
Crouched in the corner, Hurting, Outer layers shed, True soul exposed, Raw, Open to pain, Wind whistling through jagged bones, Sunlight burning, Open wounds, Defences down, Teardrops falling, Leaving tracks, Like the rivers erode the banks, Pools of emotion, Unsettled by harsh weather, Conflict on display for the world to see, Open me up, And see two people in constant war, Hurting each other, For their own gratitude, The weak beaten by the strong one, Rocking for comfort, Relapse into anxiety attack, Resulting in a shell, Naked in the middle of the room, Vulnrable....
Noetic-fret!
Wed 20th May 2009 20:29
Hello yosh man, i been reading you for some time now, and i really think the poems are getting better. It seems as though the less you shout in your prose, the more you seem to say, the more it touches people, at least thats how i feel. Keep them coming blue.
Mike