Too much honey is too sweet. Too much love turns to hate.
Too much protection becomes no protection at all.
Too much comfort nurtures no growth.
Too much happiness turns sour.
Too much of yourself turns…just turns
everything inside out.
Too much air suffocates you.
Too much innocence makes you immediate prey.
Too much was too little. Now too much is too much.
Too much becomes dependency. Too much becomes rejection.
There isn’t one person that can hold Too Much.
Not even the world has room for Too Much.
It is too late now. Once someone tries to contain Too Much,
if that person is stubborn
if that person knows no other life
She will spend her whole life trying to store Too Much.
Trapped in herself. Drowning.