Your Hole, Your Voided Excuse of a Home

By: Avery Danae Williams (guest writer)

TW: intrusive thoughts, panic attacks

Playing a game of cat and mouse
They’re all up in your house, hoarding
Your cheesiness, the ones that
Curdle and lump and rot in
Your hole, your voided excuse of a home
Not letting your mind stand alone
Not letting your mind stand alone
Not letting your mind stand alone

Your brain is a home for the traps
Snaring away at your freedom to stay
Sane, Tom wanting to eat Jerry
Sane, Jerry wanting to flee from Tom
Sane, both wanting vengeance
Catching your weakness by their toes,
Your tigress hollers muffled
But never let go
Even when your hole, your voided excuse of a home
Caves in caves out caves in caves out
Not letting your mind stand alone
Not letting your mind stand alone
Not letting your mind stand alone

Slapstick slaps sense into someone
Someone like you to see the house
They way you do
As your hole, your voided excuse of a home
In disrepair tear into the flesh of
The chased wounds you often
Wear lovingly as if to say,

Doooon’t 

Youuuuu 

Belieeeeveeee 

Iiiiitttttttttttttttt 

Don’t you believe what? 

The cognitive chase chasing you down?
Chasing you down, up, and around?
Up and around for forty days, nights? Forty days,
nights turn to forty weeks, months? Forty weeks,
months turn to forthy months, years? Years pass
by and still in all they’re
Not letting your mind stand alone?
Not letting your mind stand alone?
Not letting your mind stand alone?

Dilapidated from the
Game of cat and mouse
The moldy cheese
All putting you in unease
You ease your way out but then
Start from square one, the fun they won
They want to go long for as long as
You can deal with being in your hole,
Your voided excuse of a home
Not letting your mind stand alone
Not letting your mind stand alone
Not letting your mind stand alone