I used to welcome new people with open arms
But now I’m afraid, so afraid
What will they do to me when they’ve grown tired of me?
What pieces of me will they hate that I’ll have to erase until I’m nothing
I can’t stand that pain or the thought of the pain that it would bring
Better to keep them away so if I’m lonely I made it that way but I can’t try anymore I wanted to keep trying
Up until the moment the wolf left
And told me to leave the mage alone.
The mage who I wanted more than anything needed more than anything
Love more than anything
In a cold dead
This is why you should never love again
When fingers touch it it begins to grow uncontrollable every time so step away close the box and lock it this time.
No not anyone
Don’t you understand I can only interact in places I have a plan
A script
To follow and I’m good at improv so follow the script, improvise at “no”.
Alter script accordingly.
If there was someone here they would tell me all the things about me that must make me so sad and they’re all my fault
Even though I didn’t have any of that planned
I don’t want to do it again.
Have someone I need
It’s better to never get cut
And to let the open ones bleed
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