you kill me.
Seeing you knocks
the breath
out of my soul.
I can't breathe
when you're around.1
when you're not.
I hate your eyes.
The twin cerulean pools
of starry compassion
see too much.
Everytime our gazes
meet,
it's like a little more
of my fear
is chipped
away.
You
terrify me.3
acceptance.
Serenity.
Please don't
come near me.
I don't want
your
pity.5
Save me from the
broken shards of
my universe.
Some things can
never be fixed.
Something in me
was put in backwards.
The past haunts me.7
are those
hands,
that gap-toothed smile,
the smell of dirty
male,
the sight of a swinging fist,
and the overwhelming
agony.
It's been four years;
I was thirteen at the time.
My mother met
Ed,
the delivery guy,
and fell in
her drugged up version
of "love".9
obliviously
at man
beating
child.
Her only reaction was to
sink the needle
back into
her arm
so she could sink
back into
her own fantasy world
filled with a kaleidoscope
of fragile,
transparent colors.
I learned not to
trust
anyone.
Including you.11
So take your
open heart
and sweet innocence,
and…13
Could you really break through this
seemingly thick,
impenetrable shell
that holds me captive?15
my sweet release of freedom
is all in
your hands.
But I'm so very
frightened.
Could you really
teach me
love?17
think
you already
have.
But with the warm security blanket
of your beautiful
words
and feelings,
I'm more than ready to
break
free.
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