i might give you a tour someday

i'm sorry i don't

let you in;

it's better than

fighting

and the recovery

is far easier.

 

if you found the pieces,

of the thoughts i drop,

written and ripped

laid across the walk,

you'd never guess

they came from

my "sweet" mind.

 

i hide the tangents

of my thoughts;

not only because

i cannot share,

but also because

i do not dare.

 

i won't let you

fight your way

into the dark.

 

i'll watch you wonder

i'll let you touch

but no where

did i promise

that i'd let you stray

from the perimeter

of the candle light

 

in my mind

there are demons

that could frighten

even your angels

away.

Author's Note

I fully appreciate reviews, especially when they tear apart my work in an attempt to make it better. Rip, tea, break it down. Tell me how you do not like it, how to make it better. I want your opinion. Truly.

Reviews

[Touché Armada]

It's crazy how many people feel just like this, comforting write for all the strange ones I think.
Too worried about ruining person after person.