Writing to you would be useless
Talking to you just doesn't seem to do it
Yet I try to find ways to make you understand
The true person underneath this skin
Another entity that lies within
But yet it's another again
Singing psalms
Freestyling my thoughts to you
You'll never see that my words are true
The truth of the matter is
Fear...
Fear of falling
Fear of hurting
Fear of love not enduring
Trying to see how far this will go
Is mind boggling
I've tasted the grain of salt
I've seen myself slowly fall apart
So the truth of the matter is
The fear of easily giving away my heart
©trishalove
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