The wild things are in my head
Scratching and screaming. Cutting and crying.
Trying to regain their stronghold
Prying on the weak thoughts
The less confident beliefs
The insecurities and ineptitudes
I won't let them in. I can't let them in.
No Please stop Let me go This isn't right This isn't real!
Get back in your boat. Go back over the sea of nightmares.
Leave me in peace
I set the Wild Things free
Created: Jul 20, 2012Swagner35 Document Media