Photo by elizabeth lies on Unsplash To leave what’s dangled at your nose Disguise Sundays are the days it seems I need your hugs the most It comes in like a haze it does Under ‘sills and clothes it boasts I try to brush it off With sleep-ins, coffee, cleanse But even though I’m wary The beast has been let in The sun might shine too bright The schedule seem quite thin But best you keep busy alright For darkness finds a win In thoughts that flash and pierce Take back the breath with sin ‘Did I just think that? What?’ But know I not ‘tgive in For I have come too far To let the beast roam free What once I knew no name Was surely hid from me To stare it in the eye You know it’s lost somehow To leave what’s dangled at your nose Must surely be a vow To move along, as best we can Thought back and forth we roam We have got further, since we left We have made a new home And as I grow, and as I share What hides within our walls I feel that I can slowly lessen The burden and the fall When Sundays come, they always do And the beast begins to rise I look for your arms, they are not far I’ve found the best disguise #hugs #ahugaday #keepsthedoctoraway #sunday #sundayblues #anxiety #fear #faceyourfear #giveitaname #family #friends #support #bolster #share #depend #love
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