Tue, 09/02/2014 - 18:20 -- evolker


Caught inside a web I wove myself,

I'm silent.

A hand masks my pathetic attempts to break free;

That hand is my own.


Pull back the curtain,

Cast upon me the spotlight of shame,

Because then I can no longer hide,

I will no longer live in fear.


Inconfidence, insecurity, and intution

Are such deadly parts

In this facade I've built

from crumbled walls.


I'm in love with who I'm not.

I can't handle failure.

Acting like someone else means I haven't.


Hold my hand and help me move this stagnant river.





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