
TURTLE
I made this shell slowly I didnβt notice at first Just small changes Closing off Pulling back It felt easier that way Every time something hurt I added another layer Not to be strong Just to feel less Now itβs always with me When people get close I feel it forming again Harder Thicker Quieter I go inside without thinking You can talk to me Sit right in front of me But Iβm already gone Itβs not that I donβt hear you I just donβt know how to stay This shell keeps me safe Nothing really gets through But nothing really stays either No warmth No closeness No real feeling Just a quiet space Where nothing can touch me I used to think that was enough Now it feels empty Sometimes I want to break it Just to feel something again Even if not hurts But I donβt hit I stay where I am Inside what I made Because I remember Why I built it And Iβm still afraid Of what happens If I step out So I carry it Every day A place to hide A PLACE I CANβT LEAVE (A place I canβt leave)

