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Get Out



Thoughts running around in my head, without my permission for being there

They bring me back, forward, all over the place, but never here

I tell myself this is my life, my voice, but they wont let me steer

Every mistake, every wrong-doing, every misstep and every drop of fear


On the coldest days of winter, you make me sweat

Creeping in, and filling me with regret

But, on today, I’m stepping over every trap you’ve set

Screaming, kicking, and breaking free from your net


This is my voice, my mind, my peace

Im evicting you anxiety, and not resigning the lease

We’re the same animal, but I’m a different  beast

From your stronghold, I’m now released

 
 
 

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