Struggling to breathe,
to contain the rhythm
of my heart beat.
Take it down, now.
Dive in,
be slow.
We’re gonna have to ride this out.
Hiding
the fury
of these emotions.
Staying calm,
while the tempest
rages inside.
You smile,
and I smile,
and I realize
that what’s on the outside
is just a lie.
No desire to reveal
who I am
to what you are.
I know what my face conceals,
but anything could be
behind those eyes,
that perfect smile.
Your skin could conceal
my undoing.
Sometimes,
it gets so
that I can
barely contain myself.
I wonder if you know
how it feels
to be stressing at the seams,
to blur along the edges?
If I let it out,
will I destroy myself?
Will I destroy you?
Would we survive
the explosion?
You are inside,
an angel,
or sometimes a monster.
We are tragedies,
and victories
all contained
in these
clever little skin suits.
Maybe I
can split the skin
and let you see
what’s underneath.
Maybe you could do the same
and we could play
with each other’s insides,
until we spill out,
like two realities
intertwining.
Chaos and Death,
for sure,
but what a beautiful ending.
Who are you,
for real?
How can I reveal
who I am
if I’m not even sure
myself?
Can it hurt to try?
Does it hurt
to die
trying
to be free
to believe
there’s something else out there.
Show me
and I’ll show you.
We are not alone.
We are free to be
entities
at this time in existence.
If I have
all of this in me,
what do you have
in you?
Let’s see.
HG – 2022
