Coping mechanism

 

Batten down the hatches

For I feel sore

Turn away the messiah

I don’t believe anymore

Hold my love up brightly

Like a hero’s finest hour

Keep my fear disguised

Like the threat of April’s shower.

 

So yes,

I batten down the hatches

When I am feeling sore

Cos the fear I feel

Betrays the love

Which is worth so much more

(24/02/11)

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