Safety in One's Flesh
Am I safe?
Can anyone love me when I am broken inside and out?
Do I need to fix myself?
Undo my mistakes?
Accept me.
I feel like a lethal weapon.
A bomb that can explode.
A trap that can implode.
Is it safe out there?
For me?
For you?
I cannot trust myself.
I am only afraid.
Afraid of doing anyone harm.
Afraid of doing anyone wrong.
Am I that toxic
when the only things I feel is either depressed or euphoric?
I feel torn.
I feel lost.
I have lost so many things because of this "small" cost.
-Snow that Flutters down like Feathers