Eyes forward, you point your finger

at the potential threat before you.


𝐼 𝑚𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑓𝑒𝑠𝑠, 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝐼 𝑠𝑎𝑤 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠, 𝐼 𝑙𝑎𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑒𝑑—

for it seems you didn’t notice

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤.



Perhaps not all who stand behind you

do so in friendship.


                                                   ­                                        But worry not—

                                                           ­      there’s nothing forward to fear.

                                                          ­        Not when you’ve already been

                                                           ­                   𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐝.