Monday, 9 January 2017

Control
     to counter
   ease balance fall stand up
   try harder be better
   feel smaller
   ease into it
I have control
   no control
I don't want it. I do I do I do
Where shall I land
   on the bruised balls of my feet

     I am all torn up
     I am broken and bloody
     I am all edges
     I am nothing

Counter me counter me
   fight me hit me hurt me
   I want to feel something

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