Too much thinking breaks me, but you know that
It takes me to places so dark, and I hate the dark, but you know that
I was trying to recall how long I have been skipping between the shadows
It seems like an age, but you know that
I was thinking about my father today, about my chiIdhood,
his absence and his presence , how it’s still so painful , but you know that
How I have nightmares and midnight panic’s about how I’m back there, but you know that
That why I do my thinking by the sea ,
I like the swell to carry my dark thoughts , but you know that
How I like to spill my fears and thoughts on the page, but you know that
I was thinking that if you were here you’d have your arms around me , protecting me from dark thoughts, that you’d banish them away like you always do, I know that.
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