Be watchful
I am a wall
And with my cracks
I will stand firm
Able to endure
The charge of many beasts

Nevertheless, what wall
Laced with lines
Could survive a blast
That levels the land

Be cunning
I wear a mask
And if I could
You wouldn’t even see me
These flimsy strings
Hold my mask in place
Even as I run
Away from you

Then again, if you can
Outrun my feverish pace
(The chace I will enjoy)
Until you are within arms length
To rip off
my artificial face

Be careful
For I am a corpse
Chilled and humorless
Melted mind leaving me thoughtless
My heart has failed me
And I’ve become
an undead

Though in the moment
I’m sure you’ll notice
How hard I try
To take those tiny gasps
Of loving,
Life-giving air
Waiting for my heart to start again

Filled with flaws
A hermit at heart
Unthinking and uncaring
They’re parts of me
so be wary
But if you’re there
All I ask
Is please don’t leave me here