Open up


My fear 

Yes, it creeps on me like the past

it holds on to me like a baby being fed

it consumes alot.

to open up, to let someone in

when will my heart rest



an unexpected thing 

a thing i never wanted a part of

who will accept me and my secrets


Vunerbilty speaks

it calls to  me

"let me out "

"let me shine"

"let me be"


You know Vunerbility is a beautiful thing

I never knew

to be able to let a stranger in 

to be able to persevere when it is used against you 

in every case it is beautiful 


But never be too vulnerabal 

For a lover can turn to a stranger 

and a friend to a foe 

and once that happens

I crawl back into my shell 

I craddle my Vunerbilty 

and once again 

I am afraid. 


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