I am naked... I bare my soul- openly to that which you say is mine.
Hearts linger and anticipate the synchronized echo of our blood flowing from ventricle to ventricle
I am naked with vulnerability
I am naked by default of my presence, as those eyes undress me
As I journey through life the stops and crossroads I pass by .Undress my being as I seek to find my direction yet my vulnerability betrays me
It exposes me to a world unkind.untrue to me. A world that takes pride in knocking me down
I stand naked before you. I stand naked before you. And yet you choose to cover those edges and curves You don't approve of
I stand naked with you and still you choose to stayed clothed
You choose to hide that which is most vulnerable about you
And you have the nerve to say I'm not open.
Yet you grind your teeth at my nakedness
I choose to no longer be naked. As this nakedness made me realise my vulnerability, As it has made me see my bare soul. A soul only i can cloth. Naked I am no more.
18 December 2015
20h40
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