Wilting

by Richard Mcallister

It seems unfair that I am the hammer and not the nail.

My worth is expanded through the mind of one who does not know me well enough it seems.

To trust me with your heart is putting faith in an unlocked cage,

one that is rusty and unfit. 

I cut myself off once from the danger of emotion,

the time has come again. The risk is too great.

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