When There Is Nothing Left to Hide Behind

You wanted this.

You wanted to solve the enigma that is me.

But honestly,

More than anything,

You wanted a mystery to distract from the tides of your mundane life

Threatening to pull you deeper into all the traits you hide behind,

And I was your mystery.

Your vehicle of escape.

You saw a raised head, strong stare, and a walk that made you know I was there

And you wouldn’t relinquish your stare until you were able to see right through me.

So you dug,

Seeking me out in soft gazes and adamant questions

You tore down my fables till I was but truth to tangle through,

But webs are only inviting from afar.

So here I am.

I am vast,

With a tsunami of undiscovered elements swimming through me

And a thunderstorm of feelings growing off of them

Electrocuting past grievances with the confidence I hold within myself.

Here I am.

The chase is over.

Now you’re left to sort through all of me

And decide if this is the reality you were so desperately seeking.

Here I am.

Where are you?

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Poem by Nicole Asherah. Nicole Asherah is an artist who tries to connect people to intimate moments, feelings, and relationships experienced throughout life through her poetry, paintings, and photography.

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