Vulnerable

I woke up today only to feel

more vulnerable than yesterday.

 

An open wound formed on my soul overnight

my heart got filled with a poison

it’s overflowing

spilling over my vital organs.

 

I long to feel empowered, wanted, loved

and no love seems good enough. I feel like

I’m an unreachable island, inaccessible by kindness.

 

I worked, and worked, and worked

and fled out of my comfort zone, and did things I never thought I would

I climbed on top of the stage, let my eyes meet the audience’s

a stare between equals.

 

But today my soul is dormant

the tiger inside me well asleep

and there is nothing else to speak of

but my shameful vulnerability.

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