I feel so warm and coddled like melted chocolate,
dribbling against the mug, split over a counter.
Finger tips freezing as it touches the air.

No reason to cry over spilt milk.
I boil the kettle again, clean the mess I've made and start again.
Throw in the grounded droplets, a dash of powered chocolate,
                                                      ­                                                         'click'
The kettle coughs bubbles. I pour, enveloped by the steam against my skin, a dash of milk.

The perfect coffee.

Looking up at me, so cute they seem,
Innocent, kind, pure and full of love.

Oh what fun I'm going to have with you little one,

yes roll on your back just like that, let me rub your belly and enjoy your softness underneath my palm,
Your eyes so sweet, and absolutely joy-struck when I give you treats,

let me pat you more.. More, more, more!
Just keep looking at me little puppy,
I can see the love you have for me.

Deep down I knew, that you would never fail, and never or stray off your trail.
From telling me what I think was the truth yet also a lie, you’re so good at hiding, you.

Deep down I knew, that I was just for you to *****.

It’s out of the sheets now.

Shrouded by black, in every corner and every crack,
the pitch of the room keeps me secluded.

I don't have to focus anything, everything’s moving, shifting in the shadows.

I am in the dark, and I like it here.
It hides my shame, my tears, and my pain
i like it in the dark.

The fluttering of wings,
                                          trapped,
                                                         circling, lost,
panicky,
Trapped in not my stomach but my head.
Going round and round,
round and round,
round and round.

Even though sometimes I like to believe I can help,
No one wants me around.

So they squash and trample me,
that’s why I hide in the corners now.