You stretched your arm forward
and held out your hand
I tore out my heart
gave it over and waited
for you to tear it apart

._   ._   ._  

But you took it
and placed it on your sleeve
although I hoped that maybe
you could hide it in a safe
and take care of it for me

._   ._   ._  

And so there it stays
my exposed, beating heart
you wear it on your sleeve
vulnerable  ._   ._   ._  
and you take it with you whenever you leave.

Oh my dearest enemy
It was my fate that you would
Put an end to me
In wars of
Love and Loss
I remain undefeated
But my dear enemy
You knew my sensitivity
Where I am most vulnerable
I suppose fate is meant to take it's toll
In one last war
You took your shot
There it goes, the only place
And fate becomes fate
My dearest enemy
You shot at my heart
And my biggest fear became real
You shot me dead
You found my Achilles heel

M. D

I’m a child of the moon, it knows everything about me. It sees my most vulnerable parts. The parts of me that the sun will never be able to see.
It doesn’t make sense to me, I’m scared of the dark.
But I guess you really do keep your friends close, and your enemies closer.

pictured him walking away,
from the start,
they seldom stay...

But here I am,
reasoning his need
to not.

I imagine us sitting on a dock on lake Michigan for the fourth of July, at the edge of daylight, with our toes dipped in the cold calm water where leaves drift and lay to rest.
We hum and I pull your hands to my chest in an act of patriotism to young love and being vulnerable.
Time feels still when I look into your bright green eyes, fireworks spark and reflect on your glasses in the best way.
My cheeks are red but I don't mind. I will carry this smile for the rest of my life.

Anger lashed out, spiteful and mean,
Do you want a fight? God yes! I’m Keen!
Shouldn’t have done it so now I panic,
Rush out the door,
The rain makes this feel tragic,
One drink on the tab at the pub that I work,
Moments silence as I send out my cries for help,
No response,
All drips in the rain,
Am I sad or angry?
Either way I’m without location,
Or motivation,
Tweet something positive in the hopes that it helps,
Even if it didn’t help me might help someone else,
Backtrack on my own advice,
Drinking while vulnerable is some sort of high,
‘Sorry Ollie, I’m with my work friends’
‘I got a mate round’
‘Sorry I’m drunk have a good un’
Bought this upon myself in some respects,
But it always thought I was closer,
Life likes to remind me it’s right to be cautious,
Life likes to remind me that I deserve to be lonely,
Looks like we’re still not over the pain I’ve caused,
Confronting the problems, I’ve been hiding from,
And the people that I know I’ve wronged,
Butterflies in my stomach bubble and fry,
In the gastric acid of these ****** insides,
Facing inevitable truths,
The results of my lies,
These difficult situations,
Got that sad Drake on rotation,
I need to stay hydrated in this heat,
Ye despite this warmth I got cold feet,
Can I turn away now? Please,
There’re harder things to face than defeat,
That’s what I’ll tell myself then tell you if you asked,
But I’m terrified,
I’ve been stripped bare for all to see,
But it’s not enough,
Now I sit,
legs crossed and contemplative,
Do I lash out at myself or lash out at the world?
I wish I could run to Tom,
Or through the past when people cared,
However briefly,
Somebody relieve us of the hardships we lay on ourselves,
The **** we cause and the people we hurt,
How empty we’ve felt,
I could be so easily redeemed,
But I’m so ******* destructive,  
The anger lashed out and hollowness answered,
Guess I drink,
Easier to confront than a shrink.

This is not for love nor is it for grief
To have one is to carry the other alone
Each shown difference through incredulous perspective
The pieces of truth show no appearance
They merely evoke feeling so raw
One of exposure and vulnerability
Caught in a spiraling emotion that gives no name to itself
A pit that feels free without restraint
A place where all options prove to be correct
One that shows no extent to a human life to live