on being insensitive

[junglequeen]

im sitting here
choking on wisdom
heart in hand
trying not to cry

but pain kidnapps me
and leaves me vulnerable
open for attack
walls are down
foundation built on sand

its a pity there is comfort in pain
and pleasure in weakness
but we are all so human
though we try to hide it

denial
and then you see the light
but only once you are inside
and burning from within
with no way of escaping

hurt is soo much sensation
head spins
dizzy
drunk
and i given up trying not to cry