kitty the naughty poet

Snow globe of me.

Revolving in circles

spinning around and around

like I\'m on display

in this snow globe of life

half up..... half down... half in... half out

half day and half night.

 

trapped within myself

like my body is stuck in a snow globe centre

and I\'m being shaken up and down then side to side.

as anxiety takes over the show

snowing down and silently shredding my essence into shards of glass.

 

death by a thousand cuts....

all on the inside

while the outside displays

a stone wall look

attempting to hide the pain

from knowing eyes.