Brilliantly Spinning

Brilliant in defending explanations.
No matter how unclear.
Or signs of sensitivity.
That's how it use to be...
Before the bottom fell from them.
However...
Still they remain brilliant.
In the ways they hide,
A mental illness suffered.
Without acknowledgement...
Of how this eats an insecurity exposed,
Showing.
Clearly eating on the surface.
And once kept within.
Beginning the unraveling...
Of every lustful sin.
Brilliantly spinning them...
Out of a self control,
Once held and sold!
With a boldness now too old,
For them to uphold from the rust and mold!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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