The aftermath

October 31, 2013 at 4:28 am Leave a comment

Foetal moments in adult lives

A thought process to survive

Hide in a shell, fragile as skin

Speak not a word, breathe again

Live in a world where things are fine

Stare at reality from behind the line

Cross into this world when you have no choice

Protect your mind, project your voice

Nothing is safe here but we cant both escape

Life has a form and I take your shape

You take my mind, doing what you think is good

I smile plainly and you think I understood

Truth be told I don’t understand at all

But I’m able to get up every time I fall

Maybe not knowing is a defence of its own

And though it feels wrong, survival I condone



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