I’m afraid of getting to close for what I might find. It’s not that I believe you have literally some skeleton’s and bones hidden in your closet but what happens if their the figurative one’s that leave me just as disgusted. How about if what I thought was you was totally different as I delved deeper into your psyche; could I escape or would I feel trapped by the trust that you have encompassed me by allowing me into your deep dark world? My fears might be a bit “dramatic” but drama has to start somewhere and maybe you just have the knife to cut it. Yes, I’m afraid to get to close because the pain it might cause me for although being stabbed in the back hurts I can only imagine the pain when you see it coming and have know place to hide.
FOOTNOTE- Of course the opposite can be true and the cup of blood might actually 1/2 full after all.