Journey to Your Deepest Self

My Hard Shell

My hard shell My old friend Protector You’ve tried To keep me safe From assault The pain of opening Yearning for love’s arrival Yet once more Disappointment Heart breaking Tearing, twisting, bloodied Buckling, recoiling Hopeless, abandoned No longer able to stand tall No longer able to be In this desolate place. My hard shell My old friend Protector It’s time To be the fool To put you down To let real love arrive Not once more But for the first time Has love evolved? Has love matured? So something new can happen That’s been yearned for So long in the making It’s time To gather courage To allow What was only a dream To be born In this dark place. My hard shell My old friend Protector I’m willing To open To be real To feel No longer a shadow Of my self Find out what is left When I let go Of how it’s been When I open And let love enter Gently, tenderly Feeling me Touching me Deeply My long awaited lover Arriving in the darkness Of the pain that I’ve known All that has existed Until now. My hard shell My old friend Protector You grow porous No longer can I pretend To hide behind the image Of who I created myself to be Hiding so well from even me No longer are you needed As I discover it’s all inside of me Nothing to protect myself from All the joy All the pain The victim The perpetrator The destroyer The hater The lover and the beloved Always residing in the last place I believed them to be Free to open to myself Free to put down the mask Free to show who I truly am Free to give and receive The love that I’ve yearned for I welcome you...
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