Word Vomit

I want to free my mind a bit this afternoon.
I want to write, but not thoughtfully.
I want my feelings to pour out like a river rushing over a cliff,
Diving into a breaking and crashing waterfall.
I want to let go of all control on this paper, with this pen.
I want to feel free and dangerous, like being naked in an onyx ocean.
I want to let myself burst forth from my chest and let go.
To write until my rambling nothingness makes sense, like matching the corners of a puzzle.
And I want you to see me,
Completely uncovered and utterly confused.
I need you to watch me as I carefully peel away my security and lay it at my feet,
Disclosing my misconceived and scorned essence.
I want to stand before you with my new found honesty,
My eyes unashamed but disconnected from yours,
Still staring at the haven I've abandoned.
Step closer to examine me, to fully take me in.
Turn my palms upward to read the dark lines,
Sweep my hair away from the truth written on my clavicle.
Twist your fingers around my curls to feel my nature,
Watch them spring back into place.
Breathe in the scent of my psyche.
Once you've understood me, don't fix me.
Just embrace me.