She is scary. And damaged.
She doesn’t talk about her parents.
It makes her scary and damaged.
That she doesn’t even want to talk.

. . .

She bites when touched.
She hurts when threatened.
She acts before she is acted on.
She does before she is done.

. . .

She risks of losing a good life.
A good life of friends and family’s love.
She chooses beer without thinking twice.
She risks of losing her own life.

. . .

She tries to remind herself,
That’s it’s stupid to be stupid.
It costs too much,
And will never pay enough.

. . .

She is tempted.
She is tested.
Sometimes we just want to shove everyone away,
To see who has the gut to fight and stay.

. . .

Boundaries don’t keep people out.
They fence us in.

. . .

We can waste our lives drawing lines,
Or we can live our lives crossing them.
At some point, we have to make decisions.
She has to make the decision.

. . . . . .

Boundaries are fun,
Boundaries make you safe.
Boundaries will keep everyone out,
‘Til no one remains . . .