Tears that spring into my eyes.
I will never open myself up to any again.
The cold creeping once again into my heart.
It will keep me together again.
Like a old friendly enemy.
I will share with nobody my feelings or secrets.
I am worthless.
I had such hope.
Hope that was dashed to the ground like pottery.
No relief for the wicked.
What I am.
The voices come back.
I welcome them.
I deserve them.
He is here the entire time.
Open yourself up one more time.
I will never hurt you.