Poet Protection Program

The same trait that makes the creative is the very trait that breaks them.

Poets drown in crowds

Melt into their audience 

Lose themselves awhile

Til they reemerge again

So I stay to the side 

Cause I’m afraid that I 

Will merge with every smile

I come across 

It’s wild 

My boundaries aren’t the best

An S up on my chest

Though I’m a bit reckless

So if I don’t text you tomorrow 

It’s not tied to resentment 

I like you more than I bargain 

But I need a bit more rest 

So I don’t melt into you 

I’d probably melt into you

Please

Don’t let me melt into you

I’m an individual