safe –

you think –

behind your wall of – why,

hiding from no one –

but – yourself…

is it the light you flee?

afraid to – see?

or rather,

to be seen?

so easily you cling to presume,

as if it were your shield,

completely – unaware –

the truth you fear

merely shackles you with regret –

blinds you from seeing,

it is that which ultimately,

sets you free.