Emotions are hard
Hard to feel
Hard to share
It’s so much easier to offer a mirror
And let others
See what they want to see
Hear what they want to hear
Offering authenticity is complicated
Snarled
Full of light
and dark
and confusion
Sometimes I don’t want to look
I don’t want to see
I don’t want to know
I don’t want to feel
But a shallow existence only works for so long
To grow, we must grow roots
To connect, we must reach out
Will you be worthy of my truth?
Will you face it with me?
Will you meet my vulnerability with your own?
I can only wish
And hope
And believe
That you will