The hold you have on me,
It shows no sort of bounds.
The fear it strikes upon me,
It gives the shivers and the shakes.
I cry, I thrash, I refuse, I crash,
Until iv been held down.
There's no fight left to be held,
Now forced upon me your evil sting.
I hate the pain, I'm helpless now, I just want to go home.
Iv done nothing wrong, why does this happen, I want my mum and dad,
They say I'm brave, it will be over soon and then I can go play,
But they lie, they cheat as I'm not as big as they.
But next time I'll hide, ill hide real good, I won't come when they say,
They think I can forget, that I'm not upset, but I'm not ready to go play.
There wrong, they don't know I'll never forget those needles scarred my brain!
Ten years gone by, but the fear Iv finally shook, a piercings all it took!
Author's Notes/Comments:
Just what I felt when I was in hospital as a child and how years later my needle fear was beat after my tonge was pierced.
Sounds like a good way to
Sounds like a good way to beat the fear.