When your thoughts resemble the chaos in space
That dark, exploding, frantic place
You’ve no-where to crawl, no corner to hide
No choice but to scream through the scariest ride.
When tears soak your skin and you rub your eyes raw
When your smile lines don’t work anymore
When your favourite place is the cold, hard floor
You’ve no boundaries of self, no guidance, no law
When the moon howls deeply to our prayers of night
To invite hidden fears from the pit to the light
When the lion, the tiger, the bear and the Hawk
Drum hard on your ear as they roar, as they squawk
Those days when we dive with no thoughts of how deep
To call on all demons to dance as we weep
Those days come around like a punctured wheel
Those days I shan’t love, I shan’t laugh, I shan’t heal.
Those days when the flame in our heart simmers low
A spark still remains as the embers still glow
Through the dark comes a promise of morning sun
And our two halves of broken will glue back as one.