'Yeah, I'm not vulnerable.'
I've been telling myself this for too long.
I'm delicate.
Easily damaged.
Porcelain.
I bare my soul because it brings closure
to wounds left festering for years.
But to be vulnerable means I must have your trust.
Shall I trust you?
Pour years of pain before your feet?
Or would you just hurt me like others could?
Oct 18, 2015
Oct 18, 2015 at 11:47 PM UTC
'Yeah, I'm not vulnerable.'
I've been telling myself this for too long.
I'm delicate.
Easily damaged.
Porcelain.
I bare my soul because it brings closure
to wounds left festering for years.
But to be vulnerable means I must have your trust.
Shall I trust you?
Pour years of pain before your feet?
Or would you just hurt me like others could?
