Praise the softness of my plaster
As my distress wears out faster
Sinking into warmth, deep
Trusting fully until asleep
Calms me down, 'it's ok'
It is safe for a stay
Long hours staring eyes
Bruises heal, time flies
I climb asylum into the chest
Watch the mouth, watch the rest
Hypnosis with smoke
Mannerisms to provoke
Fingers through hair as a star
Vain grimace in disregard
Fighting imaginary-swords
Entertaining, playing with words
Long winding to close the door
Found the scarf you were looking for
I could wet, dry and die
After 'what?', 'why?', 'can I?'
Voice pattern makes me cry
Red gets white, why, why?
