Stranger Danger

"I map out my thoughts with words like roads and letters like the highlighting points of what is left in this ghost town.. I feel so lost without the soliloquy that is my guide. Do you hear the terror as I scream out my true frustrations? Mind, body, and soul escape through rhyme without reasons.. like time without the seasons. I pull back when I feel you are getting far too close; I breathe in, but always fear the inevitable choke. So as I spit out my distaste for what I have written, I will never truly show what I have always kept hidden. If I dare to openly and honestly reveal myself, It bares too much resemblance of a time when I placed my heart on a shelf. When one becomes that exposed, it is no doubt a danger. I tend to keep my closest close... As close as a stranger."