Poem #118

You feel so safe thinking you are in because there you are
waking up next to me, holding me close.
The truth is you are standing at the door of my soul and
even if you knock I am not opening.
Letting you in on everything inside of me would be
like showing you the way out. For the first time in my
life I am not ready to let you in or let you out.
Chaos can’t even describe the feelings surrounding you
in this messed up, heavy head burdening my shoulders.