Collision
i.
Peel away the layers of me
My innocence sheds first.
Then comes the courage.
No longer is bravery an option.
Vulnerability seeps from
open wounds.
ii.
Your mind is a divided highway.
One day stuck in blind traffic.
The next, the road is clear.
Crosswalks don’t exist.
iii.
Falling deep into the
hole of your third failure.
These random situations
no one else sees. You are the
common denominator.
iv.
Putting everyone through another domestic
drama. Saying you’ll land on your two feet.
How do you not break and
fall when your shoulder bear
broken hearts?
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