Sunday, 8 October 2017

song 081017


i have no-one to talk to
and no friends 

a turmoil of feelings
he sounds so aggressive and demonic
its burned hole in my brain

grab the key
while he's asleep
and run
you've got about 30 seconds

you couldn't make mistakes
in that situation
if you were too slow
you couldn't unlock the door
and would be killed

its a lonely road
in a van with dark glass windows
so you couldn't see out

meltdown
i slammed a door today
it all got too much

no no no
it might be dangerous
my voices don't trust you
you're trying to trip me up
and causing me distress

feel shaky and panicky
shock, trauma,
hard times ... 

















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