Electric blankets.
I am constantly astounded that now
I've been grounded
I fly higher than ever before.
If being afraid of the wolf means you
never open the door
then you'll never be more
than
a scaredy cat
I learnt that the hard way
locked away
wish I could say it wasn't so
but
those in the know
know it to be true
It's the things we do
and do so well
that bring home to us
our private hell
I've done them too
had
Imaginary consultations with talking
self medications
conversations with brick walls
and no matter the dizzying heights
one always falls
calling to mummy to come in and save me
brave me!
nightmares i never share
flashback trips that rip apart
an equilibrium
I
think of ******
momentarily weakened by the
struggle to regain my balance
the thought passes and like the
nightmare fades.
Apr 23, 2018
Apr 23, 2018 at 12:17 AM UTC
Electric blankets.
I am constantly astounded that now
I've been grounded
I fly higher than ever before.
If being afraid of the wolf means you
never open the door
then you'll never be more
than
a scaredy cat
I learnt that the hard way
locked away
wish I could say it wasn't so
but
those in the know
know it to be true
It's the things we do
and do so well
that bring home to us
our private hell
I've done them too
had
Imaginary consultations with talking
self medications
conversations with brick walls
and no matter the dizzying heights
one always falls
calling to mummy to come in and save me
brave me!
nightmares i never share
flashback trips that rip apart
an equilibrium
I
think of ******
momentarily weakened by the
struggle to regain my balance
the thought passes and like the
nightmare fades.
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