My spirit longs to love again
to feel that carefree oxytocin
running through my synapses like
an electric current.
But my battered heart
in denial of any sort of feeling,
and my brain takes the reins,
steering my spirit clear
of any idiotic choices
it may decide to make.
Because once you've been injured as deeply as I
there is no way of becoming whole again.
The trust I once so lovingly showed--
so mercilessly shattered--
will never have all its pieces
perfectly sewn back together
Sometimes, ya just gotta let the emotions out.