Unknown, unidentified, un-understood
Lay all my emotions, denied
The longings, the want, the love, the hate
All transitioning into indifference & lies
Yet, indifference wouldn’t pain so much
It wouldn’t scar me so
It wouldn’t leave me disappointed in myself
Or in whomever for comfort I go
Yet, comfort wouldn’t distress me
The dependency identified & feared
The knowledge that every embrace
In time, in cruelty would be seared.
Yet, cruelty would not ugly be
Bitter honesty is truthful still
Yet truth is the hardest thing to face
…the hardest hit, the coldest kill.