I have frightened myself into the corners
And let the demons in
I have loosed the worst of imagination's creatures on my skin
It is easy to stop up a stream
But it will become a flood
I can write my way to solace, but ink's harder to wash off your hands than blood
I'm not falling
That's not how it feels
I am crashing
Repeatedly
Rocking slowly by the wall for comfort
No-one gets the hint
Every single nerve in my body crawls
Never learned to sprint
And the plaster caves and the primary waves of horror hit me hard
The door rocks thrice and splinters
But there's barely anything left to guard
I'm not drifting
The water's too harsh
I'm not swimming
I won't last
Lost my colony of help
And healthy hive mentality health
Beached and stranded, roads departed
Tides made me an easy target
I have frightened myself into the corners
And let the demons in
I have loosed the worst of imagination's creatures on my skin
I have ducked and rolled from out of control times and places striking back
I am safest in a crowd, it seems
But it feels more like a pack
Oh, I'm not drifting
I am struggling for air
Rocking back and forth
It's not fair
I'm not falling
That's not how it feels
I am crashing
Repeatedly