Clyvelle
Memorial Mob
Featured in December 2024 Newsletter
(Is it tacky to post this here...?)
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I s o l a t i o n
you in there
are you safe in there
wrapped in your blankets
locked in your room
the animals outside
don’t even think of you
afraid of them
them oblivious of you
whimpering infant
swaddled babe
the shadows grow taller
when you become afraid
i thought i was safe
i thought i was safe
but what i fear is no wraith
no burglar breaking down my door
not a knife to the heart
to feel no more
i fear what’s there
looking back in the mirror
there’s something in the eyes
behind my stare it becomes clearer
a beast within
looking to catch
hungry to tear
i’m most afraid when i’m alone
because i’m not me when
i have no mirror
no one to draw
my personality from
when i’m alone
all alone in there
what i really am
i s o l a t i o n
makes
me
a
monster
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