Don’t

don’t

reach into my heart

pluck out what I hide

don’t ask the impossible

to fly like a kite

for winds change

life tends to sing

a different tune

then returns bitter  cold

after weakness is exposed.

Don’t start an affair

label it love

leave it to stand on it’s own

for my knees become weak

whenever you softly speak

you, the one who seeks

more than a mortal man.

Don’t dare attempt to catch

my guard down

I’ve got scars and your request

my dear

is very unkind.

See, it’s like this

I’m weary from carrying

a Hefty bag of broken dreams

a wheel barrel full of lies

and in the corner of my mind

disgusting memories

so my dear, don’t offer

notions short of real

I shall flee.

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