Wednesday, January 28, 2009

The Shell

Break it,
Sink your jagged teeth into my soul;
expose my festered, ragged thoughts...
spill my emotions and my tears,
drag me down that road of darkness;
ignore my trepidant cries,
for the foreignness of this terrain,
still finds me in perpetual perturbation....
lest I lose myself by letting go
and allowing you to take from me what you desire,
what you need...
yet I do want to relinquish,
allow my essence to be apprehended...
and that is why,
the shell must break,
before the bird can fly.

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