tip toe carefully along the corridor put up those walls before you leave the room put on that persona that they all adore be happy, compliant, and bloom
don’t expect help from them though don’t expect understanding from them though don’t expect respect from them though
only expect judgement laced with understanding only expect criticism laced with understanding only expect attacks laced with understanding
tip toe carefully towards the exit door put up your walls, they’re watching you assume put on the persona that is your daily chore all while they slowly pile dirt on your tomb
It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen.
They aren’t watching.
It was a rainy day in May, and the dogs were barking at the door.
They aren’t watching.
It was a sunny day in June, and the tensions were high on the plateau.
They aren’t watching.
It was the first day of July, and they called.
Maybe they ARE watching, but THEY aren’t your problem anymore.
Whispers that come in the night often carry further than those in the day.
Thoughts that can filll me with fright often pervade my soul causing dismay.
Feelings that encompass my brain like gaslight often skews my thoughts into disarray.
daylight brings hope daylight brings new daylight brings daylight and the whispers go away
