Though your love is a
truth, it remains one that I
need to hear from you.
When you are not here
to help me fight my fears, I
run from them- and you.
I am losing this
battle, the one to stay here
against my instincts.
You set off every
alarm bell I have ever
rigged up against pain.
Every alarm bell I
constructed against the world-
never intended
for you.
May 19, 2014
4:40 PM
haiku poem