Resistance
How can this be... that I let you in? The walls around the precious city of my world, didnt come crumbling down, but almost bowed willingly welcoming your entrance. The barriers that I built to keep out pain were quietly lulled to sleep by the tranquil peace in you. Calmness falls around me like gentle rain on my skin. These feelings that terrify my soul, allow me to fall into solemn slumber each night. The very thought of you coming to life both thrills my soul and torments my heart. Seemingly a creation of my own imagination, you walked out of my mind and into my reality. A fantasy that I craved but never allowed myelf to believe existed. I despise these walls for permitting your entrance. I trusted them to keep me safe. Still my heart is grateful that they opened the path to it's door. My trust placed reluctantly in your hands.... Stay? Written April 16th, 2002 © on Apr 16 2002 01:23 AM PST, Sheila Morgan 18 • 0 • 12
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"How can this be... that I let you in?..."