Heartachine

There are things which are rare!

Like ability to express anything anytime without a blink of an eye.

For me, it matters 

It is valuable,

For it lets me to be free

To someone or something. 

But nothing on this earth

Comes for free! 

Now, the fear of being in front of the unknown,

That ability metamorphosed over time,

Looking at the truth -

The mechanism shut itself down.

Now, the Unknown becomes my identity.

For I am not ready yet to pay the price, 

All

Over

Again.