My Place

Im obligated to make you feel validated.

Bluntly put ,but smoothly stated.

Conversing with you

but never really saying what

lives inside my cerebellum.

Secrets screaming , but i never tell them.

Deep thrust to the inner me spark up and combust.

Brick patterns build around my soul then collapse

and crush my infrastructure.  My goal is to warm you.

Nevermind me. Complexity, serenity. I try to resemble transparency.

In the cracks of my wall I hide some parts of me.

You'll never see. My apologies.

Dont try and wash my stain.

Worry not about my riddle.

It probably unsolvable.

Doubtfully dissolvable.

You're not a monster.

Just misunderstood.

I tried to help the best I could.