Dictator of emotions
I wish to visit
Your fortress

You
Don't let
People in

You
Fear gifts
Of trojan horses

Fearing
Trators
Lie within

But
I stand before it
Naked

Outside
Your great wall

Your gates
Too high to climb

Your wall
Too strong to break down

I can see
The other side

Abandoned land

So bare

Some cob webs
And tumbling weeds

I should fear it

But instead
My interest is grasped

Held hostage

Mysteriously pulled

Hypnotically controlled

It's obvious

You don't want
Anyone there

But still

I stand before it
naked

- Sarahy