What you see on the surface,
runs skin deep.
Years of insecurities,
piled up into one big mess.
Intervention seems like the right thing.
You say you know pain.
What isn’t shown, you still see
and talking to you should be easy.
Only two words in
and you took it away,
making it all about you.
Interjecting your feelings,
made talking unbearable
Back to square one.
Isolation comes back full force.
Talking to you is pointless.
Would’ve been better off just keeping it in.
No longer feeling like a brave soul.
Retreating back into the cave called security.
Wanted to taste freedom
but opening up
won’t be happening any time soon.
Walked away feeling worst than before.
Floating into familiar darkness,
only a miracle can reach.