My Own Safety

Leaves fly past

Signifying the change in season

As I watch from my porch,

My safety box.

Every breath and every movement

Reveals the want to escape the protection,

The tape,

But fear,

insecurity,

worry,

Keeps me trapped in the box,

The porch,

Never to unbind the tape,

The protection,

That comforts me as I hide from reality.