Emotional ShellA Poem by Caio Emmanuel
About how badly I wanted a person to open herself up to me.
Make me sad.
Ruin my life, let me down.
But do tell me. Don't hide me your face or your tears in a porcelane mask, nor in a hair wave. Don't look away and take your suffering out of my way. Let it where I can see it. Don't occult yourself in shadows and blankets, in velvet, darkness secrets. Don't lie, don't degenerate our bond and let the truth stand up step-by-step, a moment at a time.
Let your words flow, let yours feelings show. Allow me to reveal your pain, even they don't make any good.
Torture me. Cut my heart, but don't deny me your soul, whichever it is, black or white, gorgeous or hedious, happy or sad.
Let me hold you and let you weight, let me be your shelter, your dearest refuge, your umbrella, your body-guard. Undestand my wish. I just wand a Yes, a Carte Blanche...
Your simple permission, crazy lonely. Let me use the benedict key that will show me your heart.
© 2010 Caio Emmanuel
Added on February 9, 2010
Last Updated on February 9, 2010
Rio de Janeiro, Brazil
AboutIf there was a perfect way of describing me I promise you I'd post it here. There's not, though, so here it goes some stuff: I'm 19 years old, I've been writing stories, mostly about fantasy, since I .. more..