Knowing when it hurts...
 

Sensation comes over me
Familiar but not wanted
I know why it's there
Unsure of the future

I know what you are
Just a band-aid
For the hole in my soul
A temporal solution

You'll leave. I know
I'll adapt, I'm sure
I'll keep the memories
Cherish my new scar

But for now, the sensation
Because I'm weak
Because I care more that I want to
Because you've penetraded my shield

I hate the sensation
It shows I'm vulnerable
I'm not myself these days
My mask has cracked...

Deels herkenbaar, sterk verwoord, verder niet heel simpel, maar zo'n gedicht had velen malen slechter verwoord kunnen worden...

Door omstandigheden kan ik hier niet recht op reageren, mijn excuses. Penetraded? Doorgehandeld??? ;) Sorrie, ben niet erg nuttig vandaag, mooi gedicht, spreekt.