Self-Preservation

What I tried to avoid

still came back to haunt me

As good as I guarded my love

It resurfaced like a mountain. I got so close to the lesson

That God wanted me to learn

And the pain was nowhere lesser

than the one that hurt before.

This crab went back to her shell

As soon as she perceived the danger

Yet she found herself in hell

Where her fear built up with anger.

What I called “self-preservation”

Was just watching from afar

Despite my vanishing intention

I couldn’t avoid the scar.