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Those Gremlins Run Around

At some point I wonder
If stepping back is worth
The pain and the denials
And the efforts

It’s so much easier
To put others first
I’ve been doing it all my life
I find strange comfort in it

But keeping him at arm’s length
Is proving to be difficult
Day in, day out
Where is that strange comfort here?

I’m not sure where his fears
Of losing someone came from
Or where it began
Or if there ever was that fear at all

I’m not sure I could trust him
Why should I when I
Couldn’t even trust myself
To begin with?

Maybe it’s time to run again,
Disentangle myself from this mess
It’s surely the coward’s way out
But at least I won’t get my heart broken

Not much, anyway

Not much, I hope.


About Anna

Awed/delighted/floored with anything horror. Indulges in chocolates, blogging, writing, and reading. Attracted to the offbeat and the quirky / the odd and the strange / the weird and the eerie.


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