Maze

If all I

ever get
is another hole
another empty space
left by people
I let get too close
then I’d
rather
never again
leave this maze
of walls
I built
between me and the world.

Sometimes I fear
I wont ever again
see the sunlight
for these walls
are too high
and sometimes
I fear
I wont ever be able
to build enough
to protect myself
from the world
and
to protect
the world
from myself.