Rushing In...

I rush in...

Mind prying mouth open,

vommiting out all of my imperfection in spurts.

wincing in between...

peering through squinted eyes

awaiting the moment you tire of my self deprecation.

I spill it all on the ground

to gauge how far you'll bear my burdens.

surely you will sink like the rest...

floating is uncommon among men it seems.

My walls quickly change from concrete to glass

in order for you to see me

but not touch me (still some control)

Vulnerable I am ,

but not completely exposed.

Experience advises time to step in

before placing my heart in your custody,

and I do heed this lesson.

Cruel Ambiguity

fear seeps through the confines of my mind
quickly permeating through my entire body...
reaching my face and deadening the muscles that shape my smile
then quickly pouring into my chest emptying it and uprooting my insecurities.
it poisons my heart and causes it to retract
slowly the red dulls to grey,
intensity into solemnity,
dangling pitifully now in the black space.
my limbs tingle with resentment towards my heart for allowing such vulnerability,
and the familiar feeling of disenchantment renders me oddly restless and weary
my mind is still scouring every moment of our last interaction to find out why...

you didn't call today