I dare not look too closely inside
where lurking, darkest feelings hide
behind the shards of glass pretending to be mirrors
they threaten to sever all my emotions
Instead I drift with aimless thoughts
kept neat and tidy, as in a box
******* with strings crafted by the years
of endless sorrow
never to see the light of day
where my deepest yearnings lie
too fragile for to give away
and risk losing myself forever