Not for you

I sit,

Nothing but cold,

That's how I feel,

Cold, lifeless in a way,

I feel nothing,

This nothingness,

Consumes me,

Controls me,

Till I am just a puppet,

It is my master.

I am nothing,

An empty shell,

A wordless book,

Go on, take your look

You will see nothing,

I am her though,

That may be true.

But around me

Is truly not a safe place,

At least for you.