Again I soften my heart
And let you inside
Echoing the hurt
Felt even more
By the turn of a word
A twist of the knife
With a bland look
Or a small smile
Makes me doubt
My inner voice
My deepest instinct
Brushed aside
Leaving my heart
Exposed
Unguarded
For another nick
Or bruise
And so I learn
To shield myself
My heart
Still wounded
Healing
But scarred
And becoming hard
Maybe hiding
From another
Seeking love.
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
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