claire redmond


Right Here, Right Now

I dont feel like when I knock on my own door, that I am in anymore
Im hiding behind the sofa, putting the phone on mute
I want some silence but Im the noisest thing around

So I hold out my hands for liquid redemption, and its so sweet, its so kind,
its so forgiving and it loves me.

It puts me to bed and wraps the blanket over my head, safe inside the dark, safe under the problem
It takes the phone away from me, it hides the bottles at the bottom of the bin bag.

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