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4: Vulnerable

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Vulnerable

To allow myself to open up
To finally show what is hidden
To express what really moves me
How come it is so scary?

Yet the prospect of having to live
With all the pain locked inside
Emotional blockades ruining me
Can only lead to depression

So the urgency is very clear
I have to allow myself to open up
Fear of rejection and failure
Will surely be my guide for some time

Yet many have walked this path before
Teaching that in being vulnerable
Seeing the others are no other than we
We can share our most precious gifts

From this moment onwards
I let the free heart speak
With its shaky unstable voice
Stepping into an unknown world

Cause the world needs me to be
Vulnerable opening all senses
To the suffering and pain
Of the world in which we live

Instead of looking away again
I feel that this time i can stay
Let life run through my veins
As the heart cries out its song of hurt


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Pain

Unspoken of and yet intimately real
Covered by layers of sand
Deep down inside you remained
Years have passed
Memories faded
Untill now
You came to the surface with all force
Shattering false believes
Stable ground turns into quicksand
I’m drowning in you
And yet I feel I have to move on through
To find the bottom of this pit
To recover my very own innocence
The muddy pool now filled with water
You grew quietly without haste
And now you’re opening up
A painfully beautiful flower
Showing me who I am
What I have become is just an image
Of who I really am
The water reflects my inner being
Pure and unspoiled
With the pain now at the surface
I can feel again