Karma

Strands of barbed wire,

twisted ‘round my space.

Metallic walls of layered pain,

Used to protect my face.

It only hurts

if you touch any part of me.

Reasons for my distance

that cause you all to flee.

A tattered memory of smiles,

Before the waves of shame.

Given to me by the men,

That refused to take the blame.

I’ll keep you near me,

just for a little while.

Trying to find out

if you can go that extra mile.

Giving you the chance,

To see what might have been.

Living in a world I made,

That I let you in.

Then toss you all away,

expectations never met.

After all, it is true,

you can only give what you get.