Don’t hold me while I’m hurting.
That is much too easy.
Pull me out of the darkness
If you really want to seize me.
Don’t **** me with your kindness.
Sometimes I need your rage.
Politically correct?
It’s just a venue for the stage.
Dangerous line your flirting,
Trying to be perfect.
Transparent is the starkness
Of the lie you strive to protect.
I’d rather avoid blindness
In favor of the truth.
Have your heart plain to detect.
Please, don’t force me to be a sleuth.
It is tough, being exposed.
Show strength with all your might.
Even if it hurts me now,
Dishonesty is so contrite.
Stab into me, your passion.
Draw blood with vicious teeth.
Pain often heals with progress,
Then we can start to clear the heath.
For everything undisclosed,
For every secret veil,
Every hidden, broken vow,
For your own sake, I beg, exhale.
Yes, outrage is in fashion,
Upset for every other.
Each ******* sneeze we bless,
Is another truth we smother.
I’d rather go on trusting,
You’ll show me if you hate.
I cannot fix what’s unseen;
Let’s engage in healthy debate.
Every conflict is a chance
To make our lives better.
The answer clear before us,
That apprehension would fetter.
Openness takes adjusting.
There’s no doubt about that.
But there’s so much good to glean,
From a respectful little spat.
Let us quit this petty dance,
And get close, flesh to flesh.
Spot the dirt and wipe it clean.
And continue the steps afresh.
