The title of this poem is
Courage is well-concealed fear
It works until pretending to be okay doesn't.

You know how you are so afraid of rejection
You just bottle up inclinations, attraction, courage
And throw that bottle in your ocean of confusion
Choosing never to take the plunge
Until one day
That cap came loose
And amidst the whirlpool of emotions
Your struggling breaths teach you
The best way to find yourself
Is to lose yourself first
Waves push you ashore foreign land
A product of your shy denial
Singular, you
While looking for some form of civilisation
Tripped over that rock, of unshakable emotion
And stare in wonderment at the number of bottles piled up before you
But the sand feels so comfortable and warm and safe against your palms.
Doesn’t it remind you of someone?
Someone better save me from myself
Before sleep takes me and we elope to dreamland
Helpless again, at the mercy of  suppressed emotions.
Maybe sleep will do me better
Only then is dream a reality
And reality, a dream.

(geesh. so mushy.)