I hope you read this.

[my_own_master]

Consistently you reach out to me. Opening old wounds.

How can you expect to be met with anything but scorn?

Let me heal, damn you.
And let me be at peace.

I'm better off.

I keep saying it, building up this wall.

I keep looking over it to see if you're still there.
And you are.

And it infuriates me and placates me all at once.
Re-affirming, re-assuring.
Back to work, build the wall.

Stem the urge to reach over.
Fight the need to make it all better.
Resist!
Resist!

Build the wall.

Stay away from me!
I don't want you.