Tell me again
When I am clean and I’m sober
When I’ve seen through the horror

If there was “help” I would contact that “help”

Tell me again..

When I’ve seen through the horror

Tell me again
Tell me over and over

I am “safe”

When the day has been ransomed
And the night has no right to come in...

(tell me that you love me then)

I know papa bear loves me

But I Must not speak......which has been the directive since 9 months or before. Insane? Maybe so