Shedding my Armor
Armor. I haven't been wearing mine lately. It's been a long time since I've taken it off, if ever. Steely grey, light but thick, a barrier to protect me from you. And you, from me. I can't wear it, and move freely. I can't feel what the wind sighs and screams. I can only hear it's cries. And cry silently along with it. The day I took off my armor and hung it in the closet, I found my heart. My own heart. Long held still and lying in wait, it recognized me. Days, weeks, and years since we'd seen... Sign in to see full entry.