Uncomfortable Skin
How I lived
I do not know.
I now look back and wonder
how did it go so long?
I was weak and afraid.
Too scared to open up.
Worried my darting eyes
would give me away.
I would look into the mirror
and wonder who was looking back.
A guest in my own home,
I did perceive.
A daily out of body experience
was the norm for me.
It took many hours
of ponderous thought
and wishful thinking.
Days spent silently fishing
for the unknown answers.
And one giant leap
of hope and faith,
that what I felt for you,
you felt for me.
I now fold it up
and store it away,
this suit of uncomfortable skin.
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