I refuse to get hurt. It drains my energy.
I should overlook your attempt to scar my soul.
Perhaps you don’t mean to, yet here I bleed.
Over and over again I land on this hard surface I slowly start to embrace it.
And there I am.
Freezing and famished.
Anguished and spent.
Put another layer of brick in this sanctuary.
Destroy the wall and let the air breeze in.
Where do I go from here?
I’m miles deep on the ground.
The world scares me I grow the sharpest thorns I knew.
I thought I am shielded.
I don’t know when the thorns are starting to grow inward.
Eating me alive.
You will not hear me.
Somehow I don’t want you to.
I forgive you.
No, I will not forget.
I refuse to get hurt.
It drains my energy.