I don’t believe it that the man made of cheese lives on the moon. Last night he crept into my bed, demanding sausages. “*******”, I said, but he wouldn’t leave. He sat, for the rest of the night, on the edge of my bed. A a pair of glowing binoculars in his sweaty fingers, he stared up at the moon. He does want to go there. He says it must be where he’s from. “There’s no food on the moon.”, I told him, my voice heavy with sleep. He began to cry. I told him to go back to his own bed.

2. I asked the King for permission to leave my bed. He told me “No.”, firmly, so I stayed put. My eyes grew heavy once more, under his spell, and I was back in the grasps of the shadows. They reach through my window in the night, they pull past my curtains and seep slowly into my lungs as I breathe. The King rules the world of the night. I merely beg permission to lay my head to rest. At his feet. I’m not sure this is where I belong, but I can’t sleep any other way.

3. I lost my fairy wings in a duel with a raven. Taken in by the electric silk of his feathers, I fell into an oil well. My fingers coated, I lost my grip. As my heart beat picked up, panic rising through my oesophagus, I gulped down the thick molten lies. Glinting in the sun, I thought it melted gold. Now I have lost my voice, I realise I was just a fool. I have forgotten how to breathe. The raven’s claws pierced through my skin and as my blood merged with the oil, I forgot where I ended and this pain began.

4. I rode on the back of a brown bear. I was cradled in the warm fur during the cold nights, and the strong claws never once broke my skin. I felt safe. I told the bear “I have something I need to do” and I tried to leave, just for a few days. The bear grabbed my hair and tore me back. I pleaded for my freedom, and the bear began to wail. Am I indebted to him? Do I owe him my life now that he saved it? Maybe I should return there, to those dark depths once more. At least then he’d know I wasn’t going anywhere.

5. The man made of cheese sits at the end of my bed, again. In his hands are a plate of greasy sausages, bursting with fat. I ask if he wants vegetables, and in between scoffs he sends chunks of cooked meat flying across my clean sheets. I wish he’d listen to me. I told him I didn’t want him here, and yet, here he sits. If I still had my wings, maybe I could fly far from this kingdom of ether. The spirits are up my nose, working their fumes into my brain.

6. The man made of cheese sits, drawing up blue-prints for a catapult. I lie half-awake, waiting to fall into that deep hypnosis. Waiting until I’m cushioned by the suffocating darkness of the night, the only place where I can dream of the real world. If only I could remember how it was that I arrived in this ulterior universe. Send me down another rabbit hole. Maybe I’ll find peace down there.

A daisy chain love letter for a love that never was
Wrap it in a silk envelope
Sealed with pure honey
Tie a few balloons to it
And watch as it floats away
High above the candyfloss pillows
Of this cloudy, cloudy day.
She won’t be coming back

Today I felt sad at 5am
I wanted to tell you
The birds were beginning to shout
And the rising temperature of the sky
Matched that of my blood
As I felt myself cooking, stewing,
Gazing at the endless galaxies out there
Now invisible in this light trap.

Condensation dripped down the inside of the window,
From my nose pressed against the cold glass
But I made sure the sigh I exhaled didn't disturb the contents of this tiny box-
The door says 'do not disturb'
- And then I held my breath
Until the dust had once again settled,
A little thicker than before.

I tried to make myself dream
I thought up an expansive meadow,
Sat just at the top of a cliff
The grass greener than anything else
The sun dancing gently atop the wildflowers
And I imagined taking your hand-
running, screaming, laughing-
I imagined happier reasons
For my uncontrollable heartbeat, my rapid breaths, the clammy sweat,
Despite the fact that I'm actually shivering, swaddled tight under two heavy blankets.

I buried my face in the cushions
And turned on a light to ward off the dark
I put on headphones to mask the silence and the pounding screams
Of the tiny birds keeping residence outside my window.
If I had my own way I'd drown them out with my own song
The pounding of my dancing heels
Keeping time with the waves in my head
To fill this empty room

I wanted to tell you
But right now, you're somewhere else
Asleep as you should be
I tried to curl tighter
To ward off each stab of a high-pitched whistle
I made mental notes of songs I could sing you
Once I've escaped these walls.

Until then, tell those warblers to go taunt somebody else.

You make me want to cling to you
Tight fingers wrapping round and pulling closer
One more drink till baby's doom
And it couldn't feel any better
Soft whispers elevate
And your voice pulls me back to the ground.

I looked at you and it felt peaceful
To open my eyes for the first time
I want to be a part of whatever this is
I want to stay awake until my eyes close themselves
And I can rest back in your arms
My mind racing
But these thoughts don't hurt me,
Those dreams taste sweet

Then the smoke covered my eyes
Enveloped by your hands I gave myself
And I wanted to, it felt good
Edging ever closer to tipping point
You pulled me right back
This feels like the first time
And it feels real
You pulled my head out of the clouds
And now I live in that silver lining

The buildings rise high in the distance
A different vantage point from
The night of the wolf howl
He'd held me close
And told me he didn't want to put me down
As our cries rose above the city scape
Our laughter lost to the biting winter air.

Tonight I watch from a pathway
On my way home I am alone
Limping, not from what you've done
I can't figure out how I feel.
Last time this was a dream
A nightmare, I groaned and shuddered
Until the snow cooled my fevered brow.

Now I feel different
The cold doesn't bite me but the thoughts of you have sharp teeth
Thoughts of her words when she sees me grind my flesh
She can't see me like this
Even if I'm not in a way
I don't understand what this is
But I know how to give you my all.
I wonder why you don't respond?

I do not want your love
Nothing so foolish as your heart or mine
I got what I came for
Or not, that's up for question
But you leave me undignified
Even as I stand tall
Even though we both know what this is
Is this inevitable?

The yellow light illuminating my broken window
From which all I can see are heavy grey clouds
And the winter carcasses of suffering trees

He said "not all men" and blamed it on my tears
He knows I'm strong but he wishes I could be invincible
I hope he never finds out how much he damaged me

The love songs are playing on repeat
But they can't soothe the rising fear as my time approaches
I was just left, alone, staring from the bridge

She says I need someone to catch my fall
And she hopes I won't blame her once I've dropped
But this pit lies empty, the darkness obscures all the other broken souls

I've been trying to move the clouds with my mind
Hoping the boundless wingspan of the circling crows
Could disperse this fog they've created

Write me a love song for all the lost souls
Floating out upon the sea
And I will watch over you forever
As long as you stay good to me

I'll leave a light on when you go away
Far across the waves
The siren's song will slip past your ears
As upon my lighthouse you fix your gaze

And tell them that you're going home
When they ask you what comes next
I'll meet you on the pier alone
Oh how I love you the best

The sky outside is lilac and purple
The clouds hang like smoke outside my window
The draft which finds its way in sends slithers of air through
Drip feeding my lungs
Leaving me wanting

I bought you a gift
It was only small, something sweet
It might last long enough to sugar up some of the bitter days
I don't have paper to wrap
So I wrapped it in my favourite scarf
I don't want it back

I wrote three pages in my diary
Of all the things I haven't been able to tell you
When I think about it my lungs contract
My heart stops and starts
I don't want you to know that I'm in pain
I just want to say sorry

The sun has disappeared now
The purple has sunk into a rich velvet
The clouds cling like strands of cotton
And I am enveloped in the magnificence of the earth around me
If only I could have told you
We could have marvelled at it together.

Red flags a flying
I shoot arrows in the dark
Each one tied neatly to arteries
I bleed into the night
And sell away my soul to these devils

I bump into them on the streets
Each one sitting pretty
A God complex weighting their heads to their shoulders
For fear their brains might just lift them away
Their worlds fall heavy like concrete, far from paradise.

They told me I could take solace in their church
To avoid these blazing arrows
They whisper sweet nothings along the gentle summer breeze
While their hands work like razors against my skin
I give myself away once more

That was when I entered the vestry
And found it full of weapons
You told me you were proud of your armour
But I am not proud of mine
Each metal plate melded from the iron in my body I am broken underneath it.

These devils they live above me
Like the plates of my armour they sit heavy,
Constricting my lungs
My head held down under the water
They said it was to burn the sins from my head

I admitted I did wrong
Even where there was no fault to find
I let them keep me down there
As the oxygen drained from my head and the pain took over.
I will not let you take me back.

I sit, far from still, not listening as her perfectly placed moans hang in the air, tormenting my ears with her pain.
Lavender pillows envelop me as the sweet perfume drips into my lungs, streaming through my body with every new breath
This is intoxication. I feel the air around me in my veins, my fingers, my legs, my heart. I will never accept anywhere else again, this is it. This is home.
May I escape the other moments in my life. I tried to forget and for three years I lived in blissful silence. Now these words creep back in the lonely moments, during the deepest dreams of the night and in the loudest moments of the days.
I drank more than my weight and collapsed under the weight of my own thoughts, imagining you looming over me I fell into tortured nightmares and remained pinned to the feverish, sweaty cocoon.
I smoked to fill my lungs with lighter air, I wanted to float up towards that blue moon and let her cradle me softly, cushioning the hurt in my head. Instead my lungs went cold and my brain was infused with ice. I could feel my head turning to stone and the weight on my shoulders suddenly became real, my knees buckling under the true weight of my sins.
How can I repent for something over which I had no control?

That I could listen to your melodic voice once more
Hear the gentle breeze of summer Ease your words from your mouth
And watch them lift the world around
Like the greenest leaves which have fallen from their trees
Watch your eyes glisten in the midday sun
Admiring the beauty of your work
This world is a lighter place for your brain
It is easier to glance upon
And see the
Truth in its existence
I would compare you to a summer's day
But I am only too sure
That it was your creation.

Did you see all the nice things they wrote?
All the praise they gave me,
Did you see it?
Sixty-five different people all at once,
Did you see how many people liked the picture?
Are you proud of me?
I've been checking the page
Every hour
Yesterday there was a new notification
Every time I looked at my phone...

And to think I've been worried
That I didn't have any friends
Down here in the big smoke
All I needed to do
Was change change my profile picture!

An ant is dying slowly in the bathroom
We sit close
Huddled together
Clinging to one another
Feverishly, as the light fades
Waiting for the final goodbye and
Quietly dreading letting go
Of this moment, of all
That came before it
And all that
Never was
And may never be.
I don't want to give you up
But it seems I may have to
After never having you myself
But this is just the beginning
And your red hair
Like a wave
May just crash it's way
Back into my life
A little later down the line.

I won't hold my breath.

Encase me in a casket made of crystal
And throw it overboard
Sinking down in the depths of that deep deep blue

Wait as my body sinks further and further
The cracks begin to show
As the pressure gets the better of my hard shell

Keep looking for me as the bubbles rise to the top
Knowing that there's nothing you can do
I'm still hoping I'll float

The waves are flooding into this crystal box
As the walls fall away at my sides
Don't leave me here alone, struggling against the current

There's ***** on the ground
A few puddles of **** a bit further on down
There's blood all up the wall
A few drops trickling towards the floor.

Coagulated, it's a sticky dark brown
It's starting to smell like iron filings, ground
Mixed with the reek of bleeding raw meat
Just like the butcher's at the end of the street

The sirens are slowly beginning to call
Everything's slowed down, as ever closer they crawl
The guard dogs, stood loyal, bark and they howl
The creeping smell of a rotting soul turns this winter air foul

The uniforms they've now arrived on the scene
Somewhere in the distance, as always, is the wail of a scream
Over a screeching megaphone they've said to stay calm
It's a bit late for that, as they get back in their cars

Nobody will come down this godforsaken road anymore
They said they'd abandon it; they did- they swore
Out of respect for the dead, the papers they said, wrote
Heart wrenching eulogies with lumps in their throats

And now the smell lingers on while the cobwebs remain
Through the shattered windows you can see the carpets still stained
The radios left blaring, and the kids dropped their toys
But there's no sign of life here, just a constant white noise.

Snow baked fun,
I found you in a storm
You'd already had all your adventures
But you showed me the pictures

The fun has long since ended
But I found your journal
You'd written down everything you'd ever seen
You were telling me how you wanted the world to be

You don't have blue eyes
And neither do I
But you still asked me about the world under my skies
And my answers were just as poetic as your photo album

I have a lot more to see in this life
And while the storm still rages
And the fog lays low
I know I'll see that rainbow about which you wrote

And I know the beauty will one day shine through
Past the evil and all the sorrow
And as the snow melts and the clouds part
The sun'll come out...

Welcome to the party
In this strange, mixed up world
We're bursting with anxiety and ecstasy
Leading lives of curiosity and boredom
The everyday alongside the exceptional
Eating pasta straight from the pan
Next to your friend
Who's having heart palpitations
While googling rare medical conditions.

The kitchen is full of chatter
I can hear their giggles and shouts
As I watch the bystanders
On the outside
I don't think they want to come in
Just carefully watching
And the girl with anorexia
Her only *** is collecting dust
In her open cupboard.

Now in the halls come the swathes of people
Phones out, books in hands
Not all of them are laughing;
Their coffees clutched close
But the mindless chatter floats above
My heart fluttering
As the day of judgement approaches
Wearing heavy shoes for heavy footsteps
And opens the door.

The wind rustles through the park
As leaves, orange; brown, fall from their branches
Businessmen sit amongst the nature
Eating their packed lunches
While dogs play in the leaves
Their owners weaving in and out of bushes
And everybody pretends
They're not staring at the man
Doing meditation in the middle of the green.

Welcome to the party,
I bet you never thought it would be like this
Take the clutter from your brain
And throw it up there:
Can you see the tangled net above your head?
They came here to have fun
And it's turning sour now
There's no air left in here
And no one knows how to open that door.

A line crosses the sky
Horizon to horizon
I count the seconds
Before it fades into the big blue.

Dappled sun shines down from heaven
Through leaves reaching up from their branches,
Burning in a light
Stronger than man.

Sweat trickles down
Like honey; thick
It marks my skin;
Golden, sweet, sticky.

Early evening heatwave,
Late afternoon sun
A fresh breeze sweeps away yesterday
While tomorrow has already gone...

I can't help thinking
Back to when we were something
All those years ago.
I should still be angry
But my heart feels sad
And my brain made a pathway to you.

I don't know if you remember too
When, as a young sixteen year old
I asked something of you.
The clause was played out as a hypothetical;
I was prepared for us not to last
Though it still hurt when you finally did let me down.

It was a small thing I asked of you;
As a child still, everything seemed so big,
It still does.
I am ready, I am where I want to be,
But I do feel a bit lonely
So let me ask again...

I know we messed around a lot
And you said things I don't want to forgive
It was intense, almost too much.
But it was solace
It was comfort
So please, would you come see me?

There's a man outside doing karate
While squawking children hang from rails in the bus
He looks as though he's dancing
Somewhat graceful in the fresh cold of the morning air
While we remain inside
Recycling stale breath
Trying to block out the loud shouts of
Small people
Who don't understand what it is to be human yet
Who haven't experienced enough life
To know what we do

There's a sense of certainty that hangs in this old air
We will leave at 9.15
The kids will be alright
The bus ride for them will be exciting
We will arrive at the train station
We will say thanks to the driver
Who made them pay three times the price
Because they paid in the wrong currency
And they don't know how else to get home
A man hums at the back of the bus
Waiting to get off
Dreaming of the other end of this island

The passport control said no photos
The armed police stood behind made it sure
The ferry on the horizon disappeared from view
Taking with it bad memories
Fourteen hours of bad sleep, card games and anger
Screaming into pillows
Kicking the walls
Throwing the coat hangers
Before slumping to the ground
Defeated
And reading ourselves to sleep
Voices hanging in the still air
Reminding us that we are still alive

We don't talk about what's happened;
That would be against the rules
We never talk about what we've done
Though it's hard to forget
Instead we quote others
Who've expressed better our sentiments
Talking in tongues we communicate more clearly than ever
Our laughs masking the pain inside
Our shouts covering the quiet voices inside
Who remind us of the bad in this world,
Who remind us of the choices we've made in this life.

Still, we remain undefeated.

I will never look
how I have always looked
My skin will fade
It will wilt
It will crumble.
Like a mountain
To the wrath of the sea
Time will engulf me
Shape me
Change me.
I will not love as I have loved;
Cautiously,
Unwittingly,
Untruthfully
I will not speak as I do now;
Freely-
As with youth comes great ignorance.
My mind will fill itself
With more life
Than I had ever imagined I'd live
Though it will remain open
Until the very moment
At which I draw my final breath
And let the tide sweep me away.

Ophelia I wish you'd come home
I wish you'd stop those wonders through the woods
Ophelia please step back from the river bank
You can't swim

Oh Ophelia they said it was so tragic
They thought you were so beautifully morose
Your hair flowing from under you
Like the pond **** dragged downstream

Oh Ophelia they thought you looked so lovely
Skin as pale and cold as the petals on those lily pads
Glittering like treasure on a bed of rocks in the freezing blue
Pale, still and passive

Oh Ophelia they said it was so poetic
That like the lady of the lake you would be preserved,
Mythical in their minds, decomposing in form
As the river dragged you further from home

Oh Ophelia they called me down at midday
The funeral was planned they said
A mythical theme they said
The colour scheme blue and green

Oh Ophelia they enjoyed the ceremony
There were girls dressed as mermaids singing siren songs
As they drank tea and pink lemonade
A party for Poseidon

Oh Ophelia I wish you'd come home
They turned your voice from truth to sugar
They turned your mind from pure to perfume
They're turning my life from reality to nightmare

Oh Ophelia I wish you'd said goodbye
I miss our talks in the moonlight under the gaze of a million stars
You saw the world so raw, so true
And they forced your mind away

Oh Ophelia I'm so sorry
I let them whisk you away from reality
I let you dance with the fairies
Even though you didn't belong in their dream

Oh Ophelia how I miss you
And wish that you could come home
I kept your books in a box in my closet
When if I'd wanted to help you I'd have buried that corset instead

Thoughts of an inconsequential nature
Don't actually listen
Or I'm afraid you'll really hear me
I just need to vent
And yours is the friendliest face
I can think of.

Please don't take them the wrong way.

We spent three months of our lives
Together almost everyday
In some formation
We formed our own family
Dysfunctional in all the usual ways
We're all young
And still in love with the world
But terrified of our own lives
It was a perfect mix

We spent car rides together
Squealing and singing, dancing and shouting
Watching flamingoes sleep on lake shores
And llamas grazing by the roadside
We saw condors swooping overhead
As we climbed what felt like mountains
Compared to us
Sleeping underneath more stars
Than we had imagined were in the sky

We got lost and found our ways back
We got happy, waiting on lay-bys
We got up
At 4am, awoken by the sound of
Out of tune harmonicas
And your shouting
We fell asleep
To the sound of each other's heavy breathing
Exhausted but satisfied

Now we're apart
But from our own bonds
Woven like siblings,
Like friends,
Some of us like lovers
And all we have left
Are the photos we took together
And the memories
That I hope will last my lifetime

a million cross roads
of the billions of lives
who will cross one another
backed up in traffic
there was a breakdown
on the lay-by.

exhaust fumes pumping
a thousand beats a second
horns harmonising
in the chaos and disarray
watches ticking and alarms beeping
as they wait for time to resume it's path.

traffic lights twinkle in the night like stars
and headlights glare white like the moon
overheating cars create steam
like the fog of a winter's night
it's been years since the traffic jam began
and they can't remember real life anymore.

new models will come and go
as generations proceed onwards
older ones are forgotten and left alone
bar the occasional 'retro' beetle
very few remain in fashion
they're the lucky ones.

i asked you not to forget me
and i hope you didn't
it's been too long now
since i left, got stuck in this queue
and i didn't want to go.
i still miss you.

i came from the sea
reflected by the moon
and as the waves broke around me
i heard a solemn tune

the water fell around me
making circles around my immersed head
the light shone through like glitter
as my heart dragged me down like lead

the sand beneath my feet was soft
making mountains between my toes
the seaweed stroked my saturated skin
and as she sang her song i rose

pulled like the tide towards her voice
she coaxed me, ever nearer
and as the final drips slipped from my feet
the song, it only became clearer

she sang a song of sorrow
while my heart it turned and twisted
her voice it grew in volume
and my ears could not resist it

i've been stripped of all i'm worth
as i stand here, alone and naked
and my heart still cries and mourns
though the song has long since faded

must i always battle heartbreak,
or living a life on my own?
i'm just as brave as they are,
though my courage seems much less well known

they're always given the dragons
and the sword fights on the plank of a ship
or late-night drag races through deserts
and big wars fought in cold mists

my fights are just as dramatic,
i've fought dragons and ogres and then...
but you ignore all my assets for simplicity
and so it is left to my pen

were i not myself i'd be legendary,
you'd know my bravest of hearts
you'd know all of my scars and their stories
and you would know of my life from its start

i'm not sorry i'm not like them,
i've done what i have because i'm me
so for know i guess i'll have to settle
for our same old backbench in history

one day  maybe you'll read them;
the stories of my battles and wars
and maybe then you'll apologise-
we all know my life was much greater than yours

i'm going away on an airplane
i'm going to travel the world
one day i'll come back mama
but i won't be the same little girl

i'm going to live by the mountains
and swim in the beautiful lakes
i know you're worried, i'm a little bit too
but i know i can do it, i'm brave

i've packed up my case and my backpack
i have everything and more than i need
i'll bring you back a few postcards
i'll tell you what it's like to feel free

i love you more than this world, mama
we both know this is something i have to do
but don't you get too upset ma,
you know i'll always come back to you

so i'm going away on this airplane
and i won't be home for a while
but let's not have too many tears ma,
i want this goodbye to end on a smile

sometimes my heart was so happy it hurt
it pained and ached
under its own warm glow,
flickering like candle light.

and the earthworms,
tucked into their cubby holes
they sang songs of home,
and family,

and they drank sweet wine,
laughing and singing,
until the sun rose above the clouds
and sent them all to bed.

In the days of the moon king,
the night was a sacred place,
dangerous, mysterious and inviting
a veil of stars to light up the living

and he called upon his subjects
he called for that bitter wine and sad song
as we waltzed, danced and sang
making love under that gentle veil

the moon king was a winter prince
the short days getting shorter as he laughed
and we'd waltz with him,
all the night long

we danced through thunder so loud
it reverberated through my rib cage
playing me like percussion, 3, 4, 3, 4
playing the tune on the strings of my heart.

and the lightning struck so brightly
that it blew up the sky
our own firework display
to celebrate the reign of the dark.

his reign it comes and goes
a constant battle with the sun
whose glare burns holes through the darkest nights
and whose heat warms even the coldest of hearts.

the earthworms remained underground in the summers
while we danced along the beaches
feet entrenched in the soft, white sand
and sang songs of the future, of beauty, of the sea.

my heart was  once so happy it hurt, it ached,
and melted under its own warm glow
but now it longs, it yearns for the freedom it once had
aching only for sweet release.

two summers, one winter this year
we can forget about autumn for now
that's just the sunset into the darkness
two summers and one winter

two countries as of yet
on opposite sides of the hemisphere
two different night skies under one moon
two countries aross one big water

two languages are spoken
two worlds possessed
at the slight of a tongue
two worlds of words and rhyme

two lives from this point
i learnt how to be a person
and now i can't remain
two separate lives and two separate beings

two days have passed
since i returned to this life
of night time walks
and restlessness
two days of darkness

two more months to go
until i can fly from this caged nest once more
see all that i want to, a million different sunsets
two more months under these grey skies

It jumped up a notch every time I said hello
The voltage went up some
And though the pain got harder
And this game more dangerous
The pleasure,
That adrenaline,
It was the best feeling in the world
And I forgot how to back down.

They moved me away, they did.
They made me leave. They said
"It will be better for you, it will"
That's what they said
As the walls crumbled around me.

Now I live in a small white room
There's a bed and a dresser
And a window that never opens.
They said I'm safe, they did
They said I'm healthy, they did
They said I'm better, they did
They said I'm okay

But they don't listen when I tell them:
I'd swap this dull ache for that electricity any day
The underlying pain for that jolt flying through my body
I'd swap this life for that game in a flash
The same time it would take to do it all one more time
Just once more
This is a life, but I am not living.

My chest feels heavy
Filled with wine
Bitter, purple and with a bad aftertaste.
With each beat
It's like a wave crashing to shore
Constricting my trachea
And splashing into my lungs.
There's no space to breathe here.
Seeping through my body
Turning my blood to poison,
*******, sweet, thick poison
That stings as it runs its way
Through my veins.
Lift me from this heavy sleep
From the purple bed
With too many covers
Silky, suffocating me.
Take me far away,
To some tropical beach,
With soft, glistening sand
And a sea bluer than the sky
Fill me life with light and air
Let me breathe deeply and feel it
Cleanse my blood,
Fill me
As though I were a balloon.
From there I will say our happy goodbyes,
As I float away into the big blue.

Red velvet in a sea of dust,
Dirtied and ruined but filled with lust
For what's to come,
The eye of the storm,
The hour in which you get to perform
For the first time loved
By miraculous strangers
Forgetting about the pain, the hurt and the danger
Letting yourself go
And opening up
Like taking a ride on the wings of a dove
You're finally free
From the cage in your head
You've grown a new skin,
An armour of lead.

Indestructible and happy.