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Safety

June 12, 2016
By Katten7 GOLD, North Richland Hills, Texas
Katten7 GOLD, North Richland Hills, Texas
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Favorite Quote:
"If you live like a child to the world, you live in the world of a child" ~Me! ya ya whatever.


I'm here in the garden

For you to find me

I'm here in the grove

That some call the mind

 

My fears and my secrets

and sins behind me

Escaping the voices

that are none too kind.

 

(Chorus)

I'm here in the garden so please, come find me

Before the darkness can come to remind me

I'm hiding away and I feel like I'm dying

The only place where I can feel safe crying

The safety of my mind...

 

I'm locked in the bathroom

I'm tired of hearing

It's safe from the yelling

my eyes are tearing up...

my eyes are tearing up...

 

I turn on the tub so

My sobs are quiet

For though I feel small

My sorrow's a giant weight...

My sorrow's a giant weight...

 

(Chorus)

I'm here in the garden so please, come find me

Before the darkness can come to remind me

I'm hiding away and I feel like I'm dying

The only place where I can feel safe crying

The safety of my mind...

 

(Bridge)

How would you know, how would you care?

If I can't tell you, what's really there?

The words in my head, they aren't what I say

But nobody's taught me a better way...

 

/softly/

(Chorus)

I'm here in the garden so please, come find me

Before the darkness can come to remind me

I'm hiding away and I feel like I'm dying

The only place where I can feel safe crying...

The safety of my mind.


The author's comments:

I simply wonder if other people have done this, when things get too overwhelming or emotional, when you want to quit but you don't know how, I wonder if anyone else curls within themselves, sort of, because they feel that there's nobody left to trust. I struggle with communication more than most, I've been told. What I think in my mind doesn't always translate through my words, and I've lost a lot of good relationships due to that. Going to a "garden" is a way I cope with not being able to explain myself, I guess. 


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