Inside Me
sometimes
i live inside me
as,
if,
i am an undiscovered world
or,
the last person standing
i am lost sometimes
feeling rock formations
and clouds that surround me
it is here,
inside me,
i exchange secrets and fear
like a corrupt and illicit past
but,
without the fear of shame
or judgement
i just live inside me
a paper place
and a creative face
i sabotage no one but myself
and there is nobody else
James Garratt – Sunday 13th December 2020
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Inside Me – Written Sunday 13th December 2020 (Aged 45)
