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12-28-03

8:26 pm



All these walls

All these walls all these years.

Crumbling at my feet.

Leaving me naked standing in front of the world.

Uncovered and exposed.

My feelings out in the open.

To afraid to move to try and cover them.

To afraid to close them up again.

To afraid to stop the process.

To afraid of what I will become if I hide them again.

To afraid to move.

I have to see what lies in the depths of me.

But how can I do it without you?

You are the one that took the first brick out.

You are the one that started it all.

You all I can think about is you.

I am standing naked in front of the world.

And all I can think about is you.

Can you see me from where you are?

Can you see me from your apartment with her?

Can you see me from my perspective?

Can you understand what you have done to me?

Can you understand what it is that you have brought out of me?

Do you understand that this is me really me the me that lies beneath

The me that no one sees.

The me that even I have failed to recognize for years.

The me that is afraid of the world, but still standing naked in front of it.

The me that needs your love and caring to continue this journey.

The me that is afraid to do this alone.

Are you going to accompany me on this journey?

Are you going to help me clean up the mess that remains from the walls

crumbling?