Treading water in a tsunami,
closing your eyes
and singing
like that changes anything at all
Its here you’ll meet your other self,
the one whose expression won’t change
while your insides are being skinned,
whose tone remains even
whilst your face is stomped on by heeled boots.
This valour will go unnoticed,
though alienation can be a blessing.
You might be empty right now
but you will remain
you may not be able to feel
but it will transpire through you
you may not be able to cry or laugh
but strength is your constant
there’s no happy ending here
but there’s no ending either
