Without Walls

In the pit of my stomach
I feel it rise
Anxiously
Nervously
As the truth is never easily swallowed
The bile spills out
Tormenting lies of time and company
Revealed
Exposed
A stinging blow to the core
Though this news isn’t new
Rather desperately denied
As naivety prompts easier living
Drowning
Plummeting
A heart merely held together by bandages and a thread of hope
that this will be the last time I get hurt
When my walls come down

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