Damage Done

unable to love.

I know this fear.
This heart racing,
Gut squishing,
Rib breaking,
Skin scraping,
Mindful
Mind: full
Mine full of
Emotion-
Less
Defects,
Reflecting
A sweaty
Comey
Slimy
Slather
of
Childhood affairs
Resting against the
Concave of skull,
And bleeding
With the hardest blow
Of repeating.
Or a fear there of.

Memories seep
Right on through,
Find the wrinkles
And the ripples
Of a perfect
Pretty pink brain,
Stained
Red and brown.
Contaminated
Contained
Diseased
Defected
Disabled
Damaged
Done.
Damage Done.
Disengaged from
Allowing the merit of love.