A safe zone.
My safe zone.
Like an exhausted shell, of an old aged Crab
protecting itself from all the bad things..
Always holding itself back.
A companion, my companion.
Like a best friend I never had,
always in my ear,
“Don’t do it, it will go
And I believed it.
So Wholeheartedly, that Fear, was the only thing I had.
It was so easy to Believe in Fear! But so hard to believe in ME...
I wanted to dance.
I wanted to eat Healthy.
And I wanted
Me, as in the person
who always stayed
in her shell, isolated from her
We’ve all been there.
On an empty dark road, with nothing but a red stop sign,
telling you to not go any further,
to become one with the darkness, the night, and the ghosts
to make you their slave,
to make you suffer.
But then, ahead of you, is a great
that you will only be able to find
if you try...
that Fear is the enemy,
not your friend, not your safety
a sweet lullaby,
that sings itself to you every night,
Deep, heavy, Sorrows and Lies.
so you can become,
so you can
You want to be.