Security

Cocooned in structure

So fragile

Prone to rupture

Your sense of entitlement remains solid

Embedded like the foundations of your home

Permanent as the tangible entities

 Appease

Your self-proclaimed success

Why do we crave security?

Does summer not follow spring each year?

We cocoon ourselves in structure

Complex

Therefore, fragile

Unforgivingly prone to rupture

Restrictive routines ripped at the seams

No entitlement with which to lean on

Once stripped bare

Of self-constructed layers upon layer

We are as vulnerable

And as free as we dare

Advertisements

Position of power

The smaller person in all but the physical sense

Carry your shame on your slouching shoulders

Which stoop lower as your sins manifest

Into your movements and thoughts

Into your nightmares and into your chest

Drink them down like the liquor in your glass

Unjustifiable

You cannot give back a childhood

Or resurrect how a loving home once stood

Though, once you know this truly

She will be stronger than you ever were

A woman now, she cries no longer

So, stoop low with your guilt glazed eyes

Continue being disenchanted

With your mediocre life

Understand you are the only person

Paralyzed by guilt

I am scarred but I am content

Something you will never be

IMG_20140221_175219