Herculean Thoughts

XIII.

I went beyond my barriers,
When I started being nice.
I give too much of my pieces,
and my soul started breaking apart.

The being that I created inside myself,
said I'm transforming into what's not me.
I felt the guilt, the shame,
and the regret of what I have done.

I felt my stomach churning,
as my mind replays the memories,
in which I was smiling,
exposing my vulnerability to their very eyes.

I let the villains melt my wall made of hard ice.
I let them gawk at my weakness.
I fueled their minds with poisonous schemes.
The being in me tells I'm in danger.

I must rebuilt the molten ice wall.
I must put thorns in my lips instead of smiles.
The being in me agrees.
People are rotten, they don't deserve me.