I come to you
in pain
having pushed the limits of my understanding.
I come to you
lost
having strayed so far from your spirit.
I come to you
angry
having misplaced my trust in the world.
And lastly, I come to you
on hands and knees
empty
having learned
you and only you
can fill me up.
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22 & Learning Poetry Collection: Curiously Beautiful
PoetryBeing vulnerable is one of the scariest things any human being can do; to unfasten the armor reinforced by a lifetime of difficult lessons, strip down to nothing but the fine curves of one's existence, and bare the scars of the soul in the sincerity...
