Fear rises up through haze and history

Ask me what I cannot tell you

You chipped at the ice encasing me

Feelings tumble from my lips, uncensored

I fling them outward, unthinking

Uncaring of their trajectory

Now I am afraid of their landing

Will they fall softly, lightly welcomed

Caught by a heart ready for my utterances

Or will they damage a fragile bond

As if you are their only target

Through the haze of history my words run

My fears manifest become your pain

Unknowingly twist both our souls

Expressions unrestricted by walls we battered

Will our hearts survive, I wonder

Do you wonder too



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