The Rope That Is Tied Loose

The rope is always worn; it's just tied loose,
Searching for a mind that understands, for it will reduce,
Thoughts of a controlled end,
The distance of an ignorant friend,
Emotions that remain bias despite the time,
The closeness of a lovers crime,
The actions that are behind my control,
The familiar pain of the invisible patrol,
Shaking with a door that will never open,
Councillors challenge, a new thought pattern that can't be spoken,
I fear a sound that doesn't have a sight,
Can you truly understand why being naked causes a fright?
I search for love, a heart that will understand,
Why the distance between our bodies is how we band,
I search for a similarity for a difference will have to pretend,
That they understand why I self harm, its how I defend,
From the statue of trust that broke a word,
The reason why I stand back from the herd,
Sex, an expression of love, not lust,
The moment built apon mutual trust,
The rope is always worn; it's just tied loose,
My lover and I hesitate to have sex, as kids we both suffered from sexual abuse.