Untitled (February 20, 2013)

My battle with issues of trust.

Through
The Chaos Sea
I find myself
Swimming a marathon
Alone.

Although
Am surrounded
By supportive friends.

Finding it
Truly hard
To open myself
With others.

Exposing
Once again
The jagged wounds
Which pus continues
To seep out.

Where
In the past
Opening oneself meant
Providing an opportunity
For another assault
To happen.

Sigh.

Know
They mean well
But a loud and nagging voice
Of distrust whispers
Seductively
Into my ears.

Am I
Some kind
Of mental freak
For thinking
Like this?