it's electric at first
a shock to the system
that makes my body go numb
the tears don't well in my eyes
they can't; i won't let them
but there's a strange feeling
aching in all of my nerves,
vibrating in my bones
it's supposed to feel good,
i think
it's not that it doesn't
but when i try to pick it apart
that's when it starts
the pain has reduced to a tingling sensation
an ache in my suddenly exposed heart
that i can't understand even when i explain it
my eyes sting. this is why i don't allow tears.
but it's okay
it's good
i promise, it's good
i like that you care
it feels electric
i just can't understand
i can't understand why it hurts to be told
that i deserve this happiness
that i deserve this love
that i deserve to feel alive
i can't understand why i can't understand it.
i unplug for too long
my heart retreats into my chest
closed and locked, as it should be
but it's too late
you've seen too much
there's a part of me that wants to plug in again
to feel the life coursing through my veins
to feel the truth of the love and care you have
but i cross my arms over my chest
and i laugh
and i observe
and i support
and i provide
but i can't take any more from you
and i'm sorry for taking what i did
i bared my soul to a bunch of strangers
sits heavy on my tongue
but you aren't strangers
and i clamp my teeth down on it
threaten to bite it out if it tries again
the comfort i found
in knowing my heart is in good hands
is gone
it should still be there
nothing has changed
but it's been replaced
with deep regret
why would i let you see me like that?
why would i let you see my heart?
why was i happy to, despite myself?
because it's safe, isn't it?
...isn't it?
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Lemon
translation: my comfort zone is being the silly goofy enby but now people know i have feelings and i feel icky and guilty for showing them that i have feelings
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