Emerging from an idea

back into the war

back into a world of fear

that rotten place I left before

that forgotten place where spotlights

come at you from all angles

shining into every locked box and crack

that place where interactions tend to feel like an attack

where music’s played too loud and fast

with obstacles I can’t get past

where the reality of me eclipses the idea

where the ugly truth usurps the fantasy

laid bare for all the world to see.

It’s not the me I need to be.

There’s only one thing for it then;

disappear into ideas again.


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