My love
is such a burden for you to carry
it is filled with fury
childhood grief
undried tears , years of no belief
my love
is filled with never speaking
learning to whisper
never shout
a bundle of miscommunication
my love is full of  loud words
never reaching their mark
like wounded birds
my love always too stark
never quite smooth enough
my love is such a burden for you to carry
upon your  open honest heart

Can I take you home?
Absolutely !
If you can help me find one
I can call my own.

I am buried
deep
beneath an emotion
that does not have my name
on it.

Please forgive my words
if you find them harsh
they are born from
the ashes
of my badly cracked heart.

You will never know me
by asking
how I am
I am changing
day by day.