• Josephine Peacock

Walking on Eggshells

I can hear

Sure I can, getting closer

Where can I go

Out of the way


Stay still, don’t flicker

I can feel that tense moment

Even the furniture daren’t move

The knots are tight

My head feels sore

I am trembling inside

Please don’t notice

The whites of my fingers


Act normal


I know I will lie

But I don’t know why

When asked about my day

What is there to find


Crack as I go

Brushes past into space

To wait until time

I can breathe once more

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