intimacy

i fear it as much as i crave it.

the walls around me have become part of my world, my being. without it, i will be lost. without it, i will not know how to interact. i like the detachment it provides me, the surreal world it harbors.

i sit in my cocoon, away from the judging eyes of the world. i hide in a place where words and opinions mean nothing.

yet, at the same time, i yearn to connect. i look longingly at people baring their souls and wish that i am part of them. sadly i know that i will never be.

these walls have trapped me within.