Diary

[Photo By ME!]

Open me up and pick a place,
Stare within my contents as your emotions race,
Eyes closed, body tensed, sweat accumulating on your face.
I watch as your hand lands clumsily on top of me,
Your hand shakes with obvious signs of anxiety.
As your first words pierce through my delicate skin,
You have finally allowed me to grasp what you have held within.
My skin tears as you slice me open with your thoughts,
Your pain becomes my burden a feeling that won’t be fought.
I will remain quiet as I refuse to complain,
My duty is not to judge but to ease the pain.
Allow the thoughts travel from the mind down through the fingertips and onto
me,

As you precede, I watch stiffly as you cut open your chest deliberately,
And without a sound or an inch of movement, I embrace your heart as you hand it over to me,

At last you have found me trustworthy,

Yours truly,

Your Diary.