Protected


Protected inside these walls

Provided everything I needed

Darkness

Cold

Wallowing

Endless

Needless

Suffering

Protected

By armour

Provided

By necessity

Consumed

In time

From within…

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2 thoughts on “Protected

  1. I feel like this a lot. I guess sadness is addictive and we are always finding excuses to hide and protect ourselves. At least I am.
    From all the shit I’ve been thru those years (specially the last one!), I still think it’s worth to open up and let people in (and come out, too). Maybe I’m just stupid, who knows?

    Sorry for the rant, Kyle. You just made me think.

    • Oh that’s ok rant all you want to I completely understand. All my writes are rants in their own weird way. The past has no end for me so I just keep writing to vent and release my demons.

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