Sometimes
These
Feelings creep to
The top,

Thin,

Sharp

Boundary

Of my heart
And they start to dominate.
They take over the air that I breathe
Corroding the whole of me.
It’s like a hazmat scene
Inside my soul
Unsafe for anyone to venture
And
Well,
Nobody knows.
So I retreat
Where I can do battle
Alone.
No other casualties
Allowed
You see.
I refuse to take
Anyone else
Down with me.