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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