Slate, black and still.
It's for your protection
Imitate slate, cold, impersonal rock.
Don't let it show
The turmoil and chaos reining inside
The frantic thoughts,
The panicked breathing
Be still as glass on the surface
Like a rip tide, undetectable.
Take a deep breath,
And pretend.
I can't live like this anymore.
Feb 6, 2016
Feb 6, 2016 at 4:37 PM UTC
Slate, black and still.
It's for your protection
Imitate slate, cold, impersonal rock.
Don't let it show
The turmoil and chaos reining inside
The frantic thoughts,
The panicked breathing
Be still as glass on the surface
Like a rip tide, undetectable.
Take a deep breath,
And pretend.
I can't live like this anymore.
