slip away
Adult chatter
A distraction
Slip away
One two three
Closer to refuge
Four five six
Closer to safety
Seven eight nine
Closer to quiet mind
Empty, so I sat
One two three
Closer to danger
Four five six
Closer to fear
Seven eight nine
Closer to confusion
Don’t scream
Be a good girl
Your mom would be angry
Nine eight seven
Heart racing
Six five four
Body trembling
Three two one
Silence
Frozen in time
Confusion
Nine eight seven
Wipe face
Six five four
Smile
Three two one
Everything is okay
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