falling off

when i write things like this
is because i can't be hush
cauze it's so hard to tell you things.

I learned to develop this kind of fear
fear of hear you
fear of what you say
fear of myself trying to go
either close or runaway from you.

Then I know: the way is unclear now,
as unclear
as the future of when you have a bad accident
so unclear
that I just don't know if after falling off
I'll be alive or just able to walk again
and keep on moving running on my
motorcycle.