Insecurities breathe unfamiliar
rasps, to claw and cram
into confined spaces, taking me
to places of strangest desires,
to light fires of fear and freedom.
Jealousy rears its occasional head,
forcing possessiveness
of ugly proportions and what is mine
becomes eternally so,
as claws grip tighter than ever before.
Loss resounds inside crevices of soul,
taunting in niches unknown to mankind,
as friendships call loyalty
in an untrained heart,
beating in irregular rhythms to
chords of unrecognizable structures...
fluctuating, capturing and embracing self
in uniqueness of situations never traversed.
Knowledge of inner-strength is questioned
upon all actions of others, as
self-analyzing becomes an obsession
and betterment becomes a personal goal,
trying to exceed expectations in
order to be accepted.
Love snatches sanity,
spinning me in swirls of anxiety...
am I really worthy of such rare emotion?
When will the small-print
rear its daunting head to laugh
and sneer in my scarred face?
Smearing reality on the bones
of a discarded rag...
trampled and buried
beneath a thousand soles
in ghostly haunting of yesterday.
I am who I am and can't be altered,
as honesty breathes
through every open pore and
conformity becomes a repellent of self.
