There is a dam
Within
I long to tear down
The wall
Mask
Persona
Holding back a river
Of tears
That want nothing
But to be free
When they
Overflow outside
Of the lonely
Privacy
Of the shower
Or my kitchen sink
In the wee hours
Before dawn
Or muffled in the
Sleepless
Darkness
Of my pillow
Their escape is met only by
Disappointment
Or
Consternation
Or
Trepidation
Or
Disgust.
I ache for a reason
Good enough
To let them flow
Pain that will strip me
Of the defense
That keeps them hidden
Surrender
Which might allow me
To actually feel
To fully feel
To openly feel
Please
Tie me up
Take my will
Tear me to pieces
Set my tears
Free
So that I may finally
Be me
This makes me sad! But I get it. And I get the wonderful men in our lives who just can’t go there. Such a conundrum. Hugs!
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Achingly beautiful. I get this feeling…this longing.
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Very poignant. Love you, Missy. Xxxooo
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there’s a romantic savage element to this, both in metaphor and subtext. It’s raw and romantic, poignant and powerful stuff, Mel.
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hugs! xo
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I understand completely Missy. You have a beautiful soul
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I love and miss you!!! Sending the warmest hugs and little spanks ❤️😘
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Aw, thank you sweetie! I love you oodles!
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