ruined eyes

I have released the fear of your eyes on my words
I have let go the fear even of them on my brush strokes.
Linger only the fear of your eyes on my skin.
seeing me as scared as I am.
Knowing the imperfections of my tone
seeing the nicks and tears and snags,
the stretched and the twisted of my flesh.
I fear laying before you naked.
exposed.
Vulnerable.
delicate and ruined.
I fear that you judgment will fall hardest
on me
that I will be left crying and broken
cold on the floor alone as your reject this.
I fear you will never see me in love as I am,
if you never see me this way.
and I do my very best to hide it.
To hide.
Will you think im attractive if were alone?