With My Back Against a Door
is this happening,
i am clinging on –
to those around me
i am struggling
and i want to be free
the numbness
and the ache
is this happening
what can i make
what can i create
the horizontal rain –
comes down with a force
i am slumped in an aisle
with my back against a door
i want to get off
but there is no emergency chord
i am clinging on
and the waves crash –
against my shore
i am half asleep
with my back against a door
we are all now –
stripped down and to our cores
James Garratt – December 2011
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With My Back Against a Door – Written December 2011 (Aged 36)
