I Am Expressive

Only once I ever accepted even the possibility of trust
Love ..
That there might be light instead of death.
Being in love had a way of making my battered soul feel the closest to okay it ever was.
Almost safe.
Almost confident.
Maybe I wasn't ugly. ..:(
So if the only person that ever claimed to love me
Didn't even...
I plunged back to my invisible lonliness.
Blackness and sorrow.
I wish Id died long before
He taught me to smile just to take it away again.