Knowing you like knowing nothing at all

It's funny how inspite of knowing you,

I fall for the innocence every time

I am a 'man' of second chances

Finding comfort in the known

Knowing any of you, has been like knowing myself

Or like knowing nothing at all

The wait for discomfort seems to end

And as I walk faster

I feel shadows catching up

Breathless, I keep moving

If nothing else, increasing my pace

I see a shelter that I can call my own

And it gives me comfort to not stay

No doors, and the rooms are limitless

I don't exhaust myself looking for walls

I have lived in rooms with walls

Knowing when to go, knowing how to stay

The moment I stepped out, the sun blinded me

No darkness, the light overpowers, helping me not see the shadows