Hiding
Dynamic energy
Pounding
Pulsing
Begging to escape
And I won't let it
Though bright
Though powerful
Though brilliant
It is vulnerable
It is afraid
Like the single flame of a candle
It burns hot
It is beautiful
But a single blow can destroy it
Can erase it
And should such a thing happen to me?
I shudder to think...
The inner person is one but many
A fighter
An artist
A victim
A murderer
So many beings
So many personas
So many characters
So many ideas
Packed tightly into but one soul
At times they fight for dominance
At times they cooperate
And work together to create something beautiful
When wounded
They disappear
Leaving a shell
Never, though, do they escape
No
That would be far too dangerous
Too risky
Exposing such a small flame
To raging, abusive winds
So I cower among the rocks
Desperately looking for shelter
From the ongoing storm
From the winds
From the people
People who will never
Never
Understand
Who I am
I shrink deeper into my shell
Avoiding the torments
Of those who'd wish me to hell
Dropping the walls would be asking for abuse
Giving them something delicate to shred
Offering up myself for their use