Vulnerable


If you could look inside me
would my vulnerability show,
or would it hid among the wall
of now pale inner scars
long since bled out,
but could you concentrate on examining
my true feelings while met with a facade
on all sides from a whisper telling you
everything and nothing all at once
spilling my thoughts and covering my
emotions in heretic libel
spoken both for and against myself,
king of everything and nothing
as it pertains to me.

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