Done for You

They don’t trust me, I’m certain.
I don’t trust them.
You’re the only one I trust.
I think you’re the only one who trusts me.

The world is dark-
Fire seems to cremate it,
Blackness seeps in through cracks,
I am overhwelmed. And
Though I’ll never admit it,
I’m afraid.
Afraid you’ll die.
If I lose you, I couldn’t live.
I would lose myself.

You’re so peaceful when you sleep!
Would that I could find such peace,
Free from eerie nightmares,
From mistrustful people,
Free from fear.

Then, almost immediately, it becomes clear.
I must keep you safe.
You’re all that matters now.

And because of this fear
Of loss of you,
I take-am given-
A new name.

I do it for you.

poet's note: It's not about me. So who is it? Comments!