Inside Protection


I found things inside of me I didn’t know I had

I saw them in others but always thought I could never

There are days when I feel like I am not really here

That I am somewhere between universes not seen or heard

On the days where I am called upon to speak and be on guard

I carry swords and spares

But even then as my vision is on point

My hearing tuned to hear butterflies breathing

I can still be taken down by careless whispers

Still be held captive by whatever haunts and echoes in my mind

Who protects me from me?

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