The only thing I ever wanted
was to be loved unconditionally...
I wanted someone who would,
without fear, peel back my hardened
shell and remove the armor underneath.
To see the creature bare and writhing
But here I am, once again.
Collecting the discarded parts of my shell,
picking up the fragments haphazardly strewn
about the room,
pushing the pieces firmly back into place...
Wishing I'd never removed them in the first place.