The Walls I Built

I gave the right parts of me to the wrong people.

Now I'm afraid to give all of myself to anyone.

I trusted the wrong people.

I loved the wrong people.

I let them use me.

I let them crumble my heart and

steal my peace of mind.

And now...

Now I'm scared of myself.

I'm scared of the way I treat the people who genuinely care.

I hurt them without meaning to.

I'm scared of being left alone.

I'm scared that one more heartbreak will be the one I can't survive.

That I won't be able to stand back up.

So I built walls.

Walls so high that even I can't find my way out.

Walls so strong that when I need help the most,

I don't know how to ask for it...

I want to be loved.

To be cared for.

To be cherished.

To be understood.

To be comforted.

But whenever someone gets close enough to do those things...

I push them away.

Every single time.