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My greatest fear is that I'll be visible. |
My greatest fear, I think, is not that the world should come to an end. My greatest fear is that my vulnerability should be measured. I could not imagine a deeper treachery, Than the kind that governs my heart. They say that emotions are only temporary But their raw potency engorges the chambers of the emptiest hearts. I wanted to stop. I deduced that pain could only be induced In opposition to something lost. So I resigned to a self-sustaining numbness, But I could not anticipate the drawbacks. Instead of repelling the trauma, I absorbed the finest, most potent particles Reserving them like a bear storing fat for the winter. It would be my undoing. I thought that avoidance was the key. It has never been in my character to be whole I've always been fragments, pieces, somewhat absent My attempt at assemblage has failed. I cannot convince myself that I am not broken. Maybe that is okay. Maybe I'm more beautiful this way. My emotions are my fuel. I am inoperable without them They provide a lucidity that cannot be obtained otherwise. |