Vulnerability

Vulnerability

A soft spot in my soul

Yet wieldy enough

To alter my perspective

A gentle whisper

In my thoughts

To which

Indifference has always been an option

Self-implemented tolerance

Has polished

My careless inclination

Until I fooled myself

Into believing  

That I am, and always

Will be…

Strong.

But this weakness is

Destined to betray me

I suspect

I let go of my

Idealistic expectations

And open my eyes

And my heart

To a new light

Some shaft of light

Will always be

Bound to pin me down

Until I realize

The sudden pain

Of knowing that

My weakness

Has struck me again

Reality comes too

Strong, it makes

me sick.

A tremendous gravitational

pull, designed for my

legs exclusively.

The staccato rhythm

of my heart

will soon succumb.

Until waves of emotion

gradually calm

down.

Silent again

bent knees.