Many times it’s come to mind…
“Your tears are o.k. here” he said, so kind.
I’m always afraid to let them fall
to allow these feelings which are so raw.
I have permission to just be myself
insecurity and weakness revealed, no doubt.
To become that vulnerable and stripped of my pride
it frightens and scares me beyond what I describe.
I was taught never to cry
and a tough exterior I must provide.
Although my heart bleeds inside
I am conditioned to just deny.
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