My Vulnerable Self

By Arshad Mehta

Don’t come near me as i might take a step back

Don’t touch me as I don’t like the touch of my own skin for now I’m too vulnerable, just a like vase of clay

I might break into tears if hugged tightly

Small & silly things are making my eyes wet

This heart has suffered too many losses , more than you i bet Let me be alone as i am not lonely i know

You would see my face but the heart , nah I don’t want that to show Turn your eyes away from me they make me anxious If you look closely in my eyes , it would make your hearts blow People are leaving me when i didn’t value them when they were Now I can’t let you be near me , as I can’t see you go

By Arshad Mehta