Tension reveals you

Not in the traditional sense
Adversity and hardship molding you
But in frankly a more basic way
One entrenched in inaction solid as clay

You see in you rises a moment of silence
When you can no longer speak
When your truths hurt you beyond any words
Where the love made alive in your being betrays you

That’s the tension that shaves you
The hidden texture beneath you
That scrapes you to a core so naked
So afraid that fear itself is made sacred

When you bellow to trust instincts you detest
When you rumble in the sadness of a mess
Bequeathed to you by forces you can’t control
Where escaping no longer has a door to roll

Fight it and you lose
Surrender to it and you are lost
What a conundrum of a reality rendered a game
In hindsight where the players knew they were played

Tough love scares you in this fable of yours
Tension rises as a function of resistance unspoken
Only to be destroyed as soon as it’s uttered
Transformed into a tale with a hero playing

Drop the act my friend
The hero always loses
Not saving anyone in their righteousness
But a drama told to excite with no essence to be

Safely it can’t be
Recklessly you ought it to unfold
Yet neither folding or moving up the pain
Will scar you to reveal you

I wish I could tell you it’s easy
And it is yet the breath keeps the yoga pose
And the heart stands to the mind for a cause
Yet none of that matters when tension reveals you.

It hurts. I know.
A tear maybe.. I know.
Once you do… I know.
I know is where I hold you to know.

Until the next ❤️ beat ~.~.~