Fear

I found ways to forget my loneliness

and in the process forgot who I was.

Like clear water clouded

by the turbulence of tides,

fear became my guide while

love seemed to be blocked from my heart.

I covered my fear with layers of armor,

and while I did I locked loved out even more,

until I was afraid of love itself.

My shield became doing well and looking good.

Yet how strong could I make an eggshell?

I began to break,

and in the pieces I found who I was.