Nothing ever happened


You spread your vulnerability like a wet blanket

And let it dry in an atmosphere of warmth and affection

Then you would watch it fade away

Like nothing ever happened

But for me vulnerability was a dirty word

You can’t say even when you feel it:


I hurt

I cry

I ache


But I’ve been told

A beautiful man takes pride in his scars

While a weak man relives the trauma underneath them

So I always turn the lights out

Whenever I cry myself to sleep

And wake up to another day

Like nothing ever happened.


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