Paper a la Mode

this space~
i started young
this closing in
closing down
making my world smaller so i could cope
taking things away
editing my life
words
people
friendship
time
the evil
the cause
for my despair
fear
i'm left now with few
reminders
of the things i was running from
reality so small it makes me squeamish to be in it
entangled and abandoned
in this space