Sensitive to what is merely faked

You let me see the face within your face
So vulnerable, so touching. eyes of pain
No posturing no masking, no mistake.

You did not wish to share a kind embrace
As trauma may revisit you again
You let me see the face within your face

Inside us is our heart, which others break
With their false love, when truth is what they feign
No posturing no masking, no mistake

Sensitive to what is merely faked
Agony is etched into your brain
You let me see the face within your face

Having been insulted’s no disgrace
Yet all alone, we ‘re victims of our brains
No posturing no masking, no mistake

For  humans there’s an insult set in train
When, powerless, we struggle but in vain
You let me see the face within your face
No posturing no bluster, I was graced.