Who has seen
the truth peeking out of my heart
revealing itself to the light of day?
What voice convinced me
it was a good idea
to confess so much?
When did it begin?
Where are my barriers?
How was I stripped naked?
Now
is the time to move back into the shadows,
to cover myself with fallen leaves.
Alone and lonely, but safe.
Via: https://www.lushstories.com/stories/love-poems/a-return-to-hiding