Sometimes I feel like exploding

Bullet Passing Through a Water Balloon 3, a photo by photoboothguy on Flickr.

Like one of those videos of a water balloon popping in slow motion, rubber walls breaking and letting loose their watery insides. My skin is the rubber and all it takes is a needle to shatter my defenses, that or a swift blow to end it all. Part of me yearns for destruction, for the sharp sensation of outer shell obliterating, insides seeing light for the first time.

I want to be pure, empty and translucent. Even if it means letting go of everything holding me together.