Knotted

What is wrong with how I deal?
Why do I avoid what's real?
Why does my stomach get tied in knots?
Why doesn't my brain tell me it's thoughts?

I claim to be a passionate man
I write my poems the best I can
To express feelings I ought to have
De-pressurizing a brain that's overtaxed

I need help because I know I care
I need to learn how my heart to bare
I say what I want to feel deep inside
I try to awaken emotional pride

I'm not confused because I know what's right
I don't feel as strong as I thought I might
Maybe this is as open as I can get
Maybe time will cure my heart that frets.

Maybe I'm wrong about all I think
Maybe this is true love on the brink
A wall has been erected to shut out the past
Which included pain and neglect woefully amassed

I've been told that my heart is cold
Compassionless as if my soul was sold
But can this be true if my stomach braces
Whenever I anticipate seeing her face?

The beauty of one that powers my soul
Is going to help me reach my goal
She will help me to open my heart
She will show me how to let down my guard.

If she has the patience to wait
I believe the rewards will be great
I'll try my best to release my thoughts
With honest compassion for which I fought.