I scare me,
Like my beloved silence
Quakes everything in me,
Leaves me unsettled,
Too deep in my mind,
In the dark corners
And recesses of pain,
Risking obsession,
On the edge of ruin
I worry me,
Like the emptiness
Makes me cold,
And the idea of letting you in
Dissolves all defenses,
And your name on glowing plastic,
It makes me smile,
And your voice fills the cracks
With peaceful light
I scare me,
In danger of falling,
Too deep, too fast;
And then I am shattered
All over again; alone!
Drowning in troubled waters
Of my own tears,
So to “save” myself
I end it all before it begins
©2014 – V. A. Coote