Tuesday, 30 January 2018

Safe House

A poem from 2017

Listen to an audio performance


When can I unsee the things I’ve seen?
When can I unspeak the words I’ve spoken?
When can I undo the deeds I’ve done?
When can I unbe the person I’ve become?


Take me to a safe house
Take me and hide me
I’m being stalked and I’m afraid
He is always lurking in the background demanding to be fed


Watching and waiting to strike me
To smash me in the face
To pin me to the ground
I hate him, he’ll be the death of me


Tears run down behind my eyes
Dripping past my heart into my toes
Still I present the “I’m okay” facade
Nobody must know, nobody must know


Can I ever escape?
Will this be life forever?
I’m not to blame because I’m no longer me
I am this evil twin inside of me

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