Projection

I project onto you
all the love I wish I had
and the source of my aches
my head swimming, it all
seems to stem from
the shadow on the wall
my projected fears, no more
substantial than a dream.
But the pain is real,
this fear that fills me
of getting too close
of someone knowing all of me
of someone accepting
and even loving my sins
and salvations both.
The shadow cradles me
at night, and whispers
that all is
and will be
well, in the dark.

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