She’s Afraid

She knows it’s a mistake, the direction she’s facing.  She may not know exactly what will happen, but she knows it’s a dead-end.

She lies to herself.

She hears the warnings, sees the signs.  But she’s fighting against them, against herself - the perpetual struggle between emotion and rationale (and she questions why the two always seem to be in conflict).

Will this break her?  Or worse, will it destroy her?

The draw of the dangerous gained power this time around.  And part of her doesn’t want to go the safe route.  She’s afraid of the choice she has to make and afraid of the person she may become.

& —- //

she walks through the door
with life on her shoulders
and great expectations weighing her down
she’s suppose to smile

she didn’t know what things
were like outside her peripheal vision
and she closed her eyes
to the world beyond her window

she doesn’t want to admit that
she is a fragment of perfection
because she didn’t want to
disappoint [you] when she falls down