In Denial

 clutching one's own skin, never knowing the confidence of another's touch

this solitude kills

Gesture

 opened up to the hint

more exposing than not

In a Nutshell

 seeking to build one's own ivory tower, a brig for safe-keeping

agoraphobia

Off-Balance

 sometimes one has to chose

as choices go

and take a stand

Irreverence

release that bloated head 

and laugh or love

Tumultuous

 all within

a world unto itself

Hug

 and wrestle

holy