The idea was to steel away emotion. Taking the darkness that infiltrated my being and harnessing it around my insecurity. A sort of armor for for my weakness. A defense for the drawbridge to the center of my temple. But it just suffocates. Turned the house black. Syphoned all strength leaving me that much more vulnerable. The heart now a brittle black edge. Useless now, merely a blade that doesn’t cut.
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