Ferocious thoughts reside here
Biting at the inside walls that protect
Treasure and sanity and the leftover shreds
Of a smile—hard won, now hiding
Turning outside in
To be able to breathe
Unweaving the tangled web
Stitch by stitch, snipping away the
Cords that bind to witness it all
Sleeping sounds like the ferocity
That's called for—sleeping for eternity
No more crying for no one to show up.
No more being left alone to figure things out.