DEFENSIVE
I found a word for the walls that I built! The ones so high, they made me unavailable to you. I call them my defense. You were right to have said I have fear, that the things I did weren’t what I preferred. I agree with you, but these walls are my defense. How do I leave behind stabs and jabs to build a world with you? How do I forget what was made of me? Yes, you remind me of things that are good. A life worth living, love that is true. Certainly, you look like what God said was good when he finished. I want a life with you. But woe betide me if… If I break down these walls. Woe be unto me if I don’t fight through this cause. Woe betide me if I don’t fight enough. Let it be that I put in my all. When you make me laugh, I check if the words are true. When you make jokes, I will need to tell myself to not make them hold me. Because I heard those who make you laugh the most, break you the hardest. These are the only things I’ve known, the only truth I hold. Maybe so, my...
