Fight not for the ones who blame you.
Fear not those who wish to tame you.
Lost not is my pain, run deeply.
Lost now hides my love, discretely.
Run not from the demons in you:
All they'll do is gladly follow.
Hide not your tears within you;
That just makes it hard to swallow.
Throat lumps form not from sadness.
Sane men fall not from madness.
Soft hands come not from kindness.
Mad men fall not from blindness.
Run not from the demons in you.
Hide not your tears within you.
Twelve "nots" for my gentle muse.
Twelve knots now form my noose.
