poem: Strength

I have built a shell around your essence,
depicting you, in a language misunderstood;
enveloping you in a shield of affectation,
while the truth is not fully revealed.

The sun is setting, and the time draws near,
to no longer conceal, your essence to the world.
Until then, I will continue to feel like an utter failure,
self absorbed, pretentious, and full of pride.

For your love can only freely flow,
when the anger dissipates, the fear subsides,
and my doubt collides with the strength of your glory,
shining in the hearts of all mankind.

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