consequences

it’s a good thing
you discovered my insanity
in good time,
to save yourself.
i’m too wild, too unafraid,
to care for convention.

my only security blanket,
is sometimes called sky.
so i’m not afraid for me.
my heart is safe.
it’s still enveloped in love.

but for this one worry,
i’d let you turn away from me.
who’ll make you walk in the rain?
who’ll make you forget rules?
who’ll save you from you?