Just follow that red light.
It is quite alright, little one.
All's well, in the arms of another.
but these arms can't open
and my blood is running rampant
Would I even dare to look from this clearly trodden path?
Would I dare to turn, when the consequences are so inevitably high?
and yet so desperately necessary.
I shudder.
And weighted fear clings to my swollen heart
-AJM
