Cross the road! Don’t cross the road!
Cross the road! Wait!
Eagle eyed pennies rolling toward the drain plate.
Get your coat! Give me your coat!
Get your coat! Leave!
The dance of the peacocks leave nothing up their sleeve.
Save yourself! Save me!
Save yourself! Go!
Military knocking down the doors of resisting free folk!
Go fuck yourself! Fuck me!
Fuck yourself! Die!
Nothing left to lose staring into the soldiers eyes.
How does it end? I don’t know!
How does it end? Cry!
Live your truth, burn it bright
Arms out to the sky.
Category: Fear
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It’s cold out mummy
Can we go inside?
Not right now hunny
We can’t ruin the surprise
It’s getting dark mummy
How long do we wait?
Not long hunny
This surprise is gonna be great!
I’m really hungry mummy
Can we go soon?
We’ll go soon hunny
Look up at the moon
I’m getting tired mummy
Can I go to bed?
Not yet hunny
Curl up under this bush instead
We’re still here mummy
Did we stay all night?
Yes we did hunny
Everything will be alright -
Comfort is a thousand miles from what we’re meant to be
Teeter on the edge of severe anxiety
Fingertips along the edge of the cliff face
Reminding us of the space in which we need to pace
Only when we face ourselves can we truly know
Who we are and the way we need to truly grow
Interactions will be paper thin until we find
The depth beyond our own ego, the pulp within our mind
And trust when we sort ourselves,
love with all our heart
Love will come in all the ways
Fulfill our soul, love smart.
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