Tag Archives: past

onion

peel. feel.

try, perceive

what the skin conceals

peel. weep.

cry, endure

what the tears reveal

peel. seek.

pry, discover

what the center holds

but there is nothing there.

it is not what lies beneath

but the uncovering that matters

for each layer stripped

is a pain suffered

a failure survived

a fear conquered

a confidence regained

one is defined

not by what one has but

by what one has gone through

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onion II

what’s inside is history repeating.

soon enough this concentricity will reach its end.

as with all things, an end is inevitable.

though i knew, i still let myself be taken in… again, and again. and again.

and each time i shed off a layer, my defenses grow weaker.

though i feel the sting, i go on revealing a deeper part of me.

until i am painfully dry. stripped… spent… sore.


could you forgive me for making you believe?

Could you forgive me

For a long time ago

For tearing your heart apart

And making you believe

That I loved you?

When you had so much to give

I didn’t believe it was enough.

Could you forgive me

For a few years back

For tearing your heart apart

And making you believe

That I loved you?

When I knew you needed me

I didn’t give you enough.

Could you forgive me

For last week

For tearing your heart apart

And making you believe

That I loved you?

When you knew I needed you

I didn’t take what you were willing to give.

Could you forgive me

For days to come

For I will tear your heart apart

And make you believe

That I love you?

When I know you love me

I don’t know how to love you.