fearful that one day, i will be overcome with emotion, that i will break down and lose every little memory that i have meticuosly crafted, wrapped up and hidden away. i am afraid that someone is going to make it past all my gaurds. my walls of anger, my moats of hatred and storm my castle, and be away with my fair maiden. that someday, someone will force their way into me.

i have faith that you're out there, somewhere in wait. watching me, waiting for a weakness, and opening. then you will rush in and i'll be done away from myself. i am too afraid to love at all... so what will you do with me? i am damaged goods. something that is filled with only hate. there is no love left in me. so why do you crowd me? i have nothing left to give to you, my god i am empty of everything and anything that i every could have used on myself. for myself. i am tapped out. so early in life, now i am a shell, and empty house, no family within. no heart, no soul. no light.

will you find someone else, who's light is like mine, burns on the same frequency, yet is so much warmer? a new person to replace the place you made for me. will you move away and leave me abandonded here collecting dust?

you will.

you will.

you all will.