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Save me a seat in the panic room

One step behind the other,

I keep my eyes ahead.

I'll keep myself together

If I watch where I have tread.

 

I'm sure I'm being hunted

By monsters in the night.

Not sure if I've been stunted,

Or if this is their true height.

 

But if the shadows wavered,

Or gave way to my stare,

I'd sing instead of quaver

And stand with shoulders square.

 

No time to sit and panic

Or just wait for the dawn.

Until I leave the manic,

I must keep trudging on.

 

Wait until I'm with you,

And then I might break down.

Take comfort when it's through,

When at last pain makes a sound.

 

Just save me a seat in the closet

I'm fighting my fears now:

Fear was the one to cause it,

But I will answer how.

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Written by
ashley-somebody
29 / F / Indonesian
Published
Aug 8, 2017
Lines·Words
24·135
Notes

Based on my new track, "Save me a seat in the panic room" available to stream from SoundCloud:

https://soundcloud.com/theytooktheusernames/save-me-a-seat-in-the-panic-room

Tags
#fear#anxiety#depression#faceyourfear#panic#monsters#nightmares
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