I feel it.
So strong so invincible,
No so called “love” could surpass.
This barrier,
built in remembrance of pain,
cast upon me by his name
though not to be said in vain,
but remembered as the one who made me guarded.
This barrier was strong.
It protected the chambers of my being.
The parts of me so fragile, so vulnerable,
There was no way of seeing how I looked at myself
when no one was watching.
No glimpse of what was hidden
Behind the crevice of my smile.
My emotions were set on trial,
guilty of wanting more and risking what was at stake.
But worst of all you couldn’t see…
how my broken heart was shaping me.