Dark and obtrusive, sometimes abusive,

annoyingly stubborn heat of a mess.

Unobtained beauty, the walls stand up so high.

Tell me please darling, what’s really inside?

Deep below the surface of our over dramatic lives.

Layer by layer, I push and I pull

the need to be loved, the safety to unfold.

Impatience, impounding, compounding, compressed

with anger, aggression, wild with pain

I come undressed.

Fear of withholding, because of not knowing

controlling, controlling, controlling.

Panic, hold tight,

we’re only just beginning

you’ve forgot to share the light;

ignite, ignite, ignite.

You’ll also find a tender, soft-hearted rendition

of a beautiful song, sung of the empathic tongue.

Yet sharpness, and bitter, my words sometimes give quiver—

I wrap them with stardust

and sprinkle with glitter.

The truth’s in the lies, I am trying to hide

I mean to unfold,

are you sure you want to go there,

so deep in my soul?

She’s scared but she’s willing

timid and shy;

I’ll fight every moment, for it’s always worth it

I want to know why

fear and the loathing.

Yet wise, be uncloaking.

Brutally honest, a fault

there’s not a thing worth NOT knowing.

Unveiling the lie,

my truest self lives inside.

We know what we know; brash, bitter, cold,

and we are who we are; tender, loving, gold.

So if you really want to know,

let go of the lie.