purple cotton falls on my head
I hide from a world where no-one cares
sleeves pulled tight over my hands
I pull so tight, another tare
zipped up full I feel your warmth
I hide inside this cell
my comfort blanket, purple jacket
you caught me when I fell
I needed you to help me through
the darkness in my mind
like no one else you comfort me
unjudgemental and kind
but like my heart and like my mind
you're shredded and you're torn
the pain I channeled into you
has left you old and warn
so bravely I step out alone
and leave you there behind
in simple coats with shorter sleaves
no hood to help me hide
but in the stillness of the night
when demons come to mind
I indulge in you and your cotton soft
And once more you'll help me hide.
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Poetry and Prose By Jake Dorian
Poetrya collection of the poetry and prose I have written. I apologise for the amount of angst and corniness in some. I write to express myself and a lot of these are deeply personal to me.
