Oct 13, 2012 23:34
If I walk any farther
I'll self-destruct.
This I'm afraid of.
See tonight,
I considered how easy that mouthful
would be, could almost hear the sirens.
Not an action to die
but to prove I'm alive -
look, you haven't lost me yet.
But why conjure so many lies
when I've told them all before,
I don't want to repeat that dance.
I truly need an iron curtain,
not death but a wall to keep me safe.
A locked door, a closed blind,
an excuse to give me some time.
Time to recoil, envelop myself
back into all I've ever known of safety:
my life in my own hands.