POETRY: 'Rationally Irrational' by The Trinity

It’s not weakness due to weakness that I fear;

I am scared of weakness due to purposeful vulnerability.

I have opened myself up like a book,

allowing him to read me from cover to cover,

inside and out,

but are my fears irrational?

Am I over complicating this idea of blind love

that makes me suppress my intuition?

Retiring my ability to read others,

not because the characters on their personality manuscript are foreign to me,

but because I have become dyslexic,

scrambling thoughts and actions

that may look like one thing

and be something completely different.

Is it fair that there is a pain in this world

that has no cure except time?

Not knowing when or how

to calculate the distance I need to travel

to get away from pain,

since speed is too slow

and time is too long.

It scares me because my misery

is left to prorogue in boundless hands.

So…

are my fears irrational?

What makes sense then?

Do anticipated uncertainties make sense?

Uncertainty is ignorance, correct?

Surely, we could agree that it’s rational to fear uncertainty. 

It’s rational to fear what you don’t know…

anticipating what you don’t know…

becoming aware of what you don’t know.

In matters of the heart,

is it rational to fear becoming aware

of what you don’t know

when you think you know everything 

as it pertains to your lover?

There’s a name that fits…

secrets.

Is it rational to fear secrets

when you stand with a heart wide open…

when you stand with a sore wide open?

Think about it…

As long as hearts can be broken,

I will continue to act confused

due to my irrational fear of misplaced confidence,

all in the name of purposeful vulnerability…

all in the name of love.

This is rational.