Day 88
24.05.2014
Topic: Yourself
Topic given by JReidy78

A piece
Frozen in glass,
Hibernating in warm blood
Resting on the old truths of the heart
Walls of your lies are paper thin
Every little fragment you dare to call yourself
Tormented by fear
Shiver
As the puzzle that forms being
Are about to shred
The protection of your protection
The emotional sacrifice that keeps you warm
would be lost forever
The ice cube that holds the reflection of yourself
Would melt
And the danger of warm blood running freely through your veins,
Would possibly kill you self image

So to keep yourself alive
You make sure your walls are secured at all times

Or else your self would die