We Betray Ourselves

What are we willing to do

to wait on someone

to notice our cues?

Is there a reason we compromise

for a glance

from affectionate eyes?

Who would we blindly betray

only to be lost

inside a strangers gaze?

Why do we live outside of limits

to be liked...

and receive thrilling kisses?

Can we not fuck philosophies

and just dream,

while Suppressing pathologies?

Can we stop pouring our vulnerabilities

into leaky tanks

bringing drought to intimacy?

And we expect others to deify

their own human traits

So they can make us feel alive?

Don't we know our desires just reap

nothing but suffering;

...and disease?

Where are we willing to go

pitifully searching

for security of another's cloak?

What can be safely kept

for us to be content

with seeing our aesthetic self?

Is there anything we can leave behind

to reach destinations

on our own timeline?

I don’t know...

I just think intimacy is misunderstood.

It’s not significant

until we see ourselves as we should.

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Written by Devans Eli. Copyright 2023 by Devans Eli. All rights reserved.