Vulnerable

Vulnerable

The walls that surround my tender heart have fallen down
windows shattered
doors flung open and left ajar

still I fled to the cellar
ran into the deepest and darkest corner there in a little room surrounded by brick
with a trap door in the floor
not sure if I fell in or knew that cool dark place was there all along

a little spark
a small flame
grew to a small fire in my little room
and from the spaces between the bricks
where you dug away the mortar
glows

the light that pours from those spaces is warm and illuminating
in that space a little face glows
a little girl still sits in the corner
shaking and afraid

she has looked up from the ground
dried tears on her cheeks
eyes wide
the tight seal around her thumb broken
as her lips part to yawn from all those years of crying

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[pixiepatty1]

:)

[rogston39]

Gorgeous :) Thank you.