Alone inside your head on the tough days
Its is a kind of torment
Thoughts can go round and round
And who knows how many of them are true
And how many figments or projections
Of depair, fear or insecurity
When we find ourselves in this state
Its is hard to see the reality
And we can be haunted
It is so difficult to shift our focus onto the good
Or life affirming
If rejection or criticism is what we have so often found
That is why at times
Reaching out can help
Verbalising the things its painful to say
Those things that haunt us
Demons of thoughts come to visit us
And can grow scarier in the shadow
Another’s attention or light
May help dispel
The powerful hold of the demon’s voice
So if you can my lovely
Don’t stay trapped too long in your mind alone
Remember what they said to you years ago
At times it is a dangerous neighbourhood