
The more one tries to deal with difficult feelings, the harder it becomes. I've never written anything like this before. R&R, people!
Rated: Fiction T - English - Hurt/Comfort - Words: 205 - Reviews: 5 - Favs: 1 - Published: 01-21-13 - Status: Complete - id: 3094117
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Teddy
Alone, afraid, hating myself
Trying to piece together what I once had
Trying to find myself again
To deal with the remnants of a broken thread of trust
Chorus:
Crying, trying to let it out
The feeling which that mare left within me
Flashbacks, fear, self-loathing
But at least I have my teddy bear
Like the yolk of an uncooked egg, leaking out through its cracks
Once I manage to stop the bleeding, new cracks appear in their place
I want to stop; to be more myself
But the more I try to deal with the feelings I'd neglected, the more lost I feel
Chorus:
Crying, trying to let it out
The feeling which that mare left within me
Flashbacks, fear, self-loathing
But at least I have my teddy bear
I wish someone would hold me, tell me things are alright
I want a safe haven, with one who would take their time with me
But I'm afraid of coming out of the closet again
Playing with the idea of cutting myself, but stopping my thoughts every time
Chorus:
Crying, trying to let it out
The feeling which that mare left within me
Flashbacks, fear, self-loathing
But at least I have my teddy bear
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