THERAPY SESSION

thirty-one » t h o r n s

i am a desert
sandy dunes until the horizon
pushing myself
don't you dare intrude,
this is my zone.

my heart's a glacier
spiking ice, parallel thorns
can't climb it
you'll slip, watch out,
crying tears of newborns.

air lifting me up
warmth melting me
i'm nothing but stone underneath
make me feel something
no, make it last

am i normal, is it all gonna pass?

how am i supposed to sleep?