He came and knocked on the door
And I opened it, slowly
Though my heart stayed cautious
Haunted by the memory
Of being fooled by belief.

Without hesitation, he said, "Ill make sure you're safe."
He said he believes in karma.
And for a moment
I wanted to believe those words.

I said, "Those are the only words I need to hear."
But deep down, I'm afraid
This might be a replay of an old script
Where safe is just a weapon
Meant to make me drop my guard.