My head is a tangle of thoughts all rushing around like bees.
It’s difficult to grasp just one to examine.
I’m terrified of bees.
I run from them screaming even though logically I know they wont
hurt me unless I provoke them.
Provoking these thoughts also make me want to run away
screaming,
afraid of the pain associated with looking at them too closely.
I just want to leave them, locked away in their nest,
sleeping.
Trish T