Car shield
9:39 p.m.
The fireflies are buzzing at my windowsill
While
The rain is pounding on the clear glass
Only so much can be called 'the outside world'
As I am a part of a crate-sized boundary
And it's funny how
Pieces of metal and
Iron
And glass
Can make me feel like I am protected from the world
But
While this unequipped barrier
Can only hold me back from so much
I will leave the windows up
And the doors closed
Because sometimes
I am far much safer inside of these four walls
Than breaking down the shields
And letting the sky-sent waters
Pour down on me
But I also forget that I am only so small
And looking at the mountains reminds me
that I can only be protected from so much
I am but a single person
Waiting to be crushed
Or waiting to be saved
From the world outside of me
-m.c.-
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