NaPoWriMo – Day 13

There is softness on everyone
and that’s what I choose
what I want to curl around
at the end of the day
to comfort me when broken
into pieces of a person
not quite understood
by anyone else I’ve met.

It’s a silent need
I cannot share
for the fear of recriminations
will always be swirling around
pressing into everything
I say and do, as if I’m different,
to anyone else.

I’m the same.
I sugar coat it all
but I’ve that desire
to be normal too
without realising I already am,
in more ways than one
as I fall asleep in warm arms
that know me better than hope.

NapoWriMo – Day 13

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