Grab a seat, dear.
Hold your feet, dear.
Be careful with this crowd,
Honey they are too damn loud...
Grab a chair, dear.
Hold your fucking place, dear.
Careful with your drink, dear.
They're still too damn loud, dear.
Be careful with this crowd,
Honey they are too damn loud...
Be careful with your breathing.
Honey, are you having a good evening?
Be careful, hope you're not bleeding,
Honey, you look like you're screaming.
Grab a seat, dear.
Hold your feet, dear.
Be careful when you're speaking,
Honey, you're just sleeping...
Grab a seat, dear.
Hold your feet, dear.
It all was just a dream.
Wake up and see the moon beam.
Go and get yourself some ice cream.
Anxiety's a bitch, ain't she?
YOU ARE READING
Blessed to Cursed
PoetryWritten by Fawn Young, Chosen One for the Blacks 2420 In "The Battle Across the Universe" Fawn Young becomes a writer. She writes a couple poetry books. This is one of them. It's written after the events in "The Battle of the Races", but before the...
