There’s something dwelling in this place,
That casts a shadow on my face.
That’s why my world comes crashing down,
Cementing lines into a frown.
My fears have let the darkness in –
The battle for my heart begins.
I hope one day to love again,
But not forget where I have been;
To be the better in the end,
And fell these walls meant to defend.
For I’ve become so cynical,
My view of life too clinical.
You say I’m guarded and cut off.
And yet I wonder why you scoff.
I lit the match and burnt the bridge,
And locked my heart within this fridge,
All in an effort to preserve,
What little left I have to serve.
What I’m Reading: