open vessel

With every open vessel
comes the danger of denial
of an ever turning gesture
the innocence of trial

You're asleep
your wounds are healing
you are silent
you're at rest

Then you wake
and slowly sickened
by the thoughts
that know you best

By an unknown
sense of empty
by an unexpected
chill

You're reminded
of another
one who wants
but never will

Are they caring
out of confidence
or is it
lack there of?

Or are they
just as empty
vessel open,
scared to love.