Posted in Being Vulnerable

Your inner you

Sometimes I feel you don’t even see me

You walk around with your nose to the ground busy on the grind when I’m screaming at you to look up.

See me

Love me

But all you want is to avoid me

So I create pain

Small cuts at first

But you seem so use to this

That I’ve had to dig deeper

Hurt bigger

And when it stings just enough

That’s when you see me

You look up from the fog of your own bullshit just long enough to witness me in your eyes one more time

But then you cough and choke down the tears as if it’s a muscle memory

And I disappear

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lover of words

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