Show me your face!

Show me your face!

I beg for it! oh I I ask for you to tear down beside me in hopelessness so that I can feel normal. Normal for a change I ask..

Sure I am blessed and can wear positivity like pearls swept across my neck line but it is validation I seek.

Fine! I will say it. I am blessedly gifted with friends, finances and what not but I am empty as a feather in the wind inside right in this moment. Scratch that! Not fully empty, positive rattlings do exist but there sure is more to be filled.

I seek for love, yes in all the wrong places but screw the right places and how they scare me.
The heart is an itch I long to be scratched. Once opened always searching for fulfilment.

So cry me a river please. Tell me how insecure you are in this messed up little world and how lonely sometimes you feel. Tell me how you long for more and love and have hope you will never let go of.

Tell me of the tears you never release cause they will never stop coming and how you don't feel you fit perfectly into a puzzle like you were meant to be.

Surely it is not only me. Take of that mask of security and confidence, dambit relate to me for God's Sake!

Much love
Ian.