FLINCH

Be careful how you approach me

Sorry if I flinch

You see, sometimes

When a car backfires

Or I receive an unexpected touch

Even from a welcome hand

And I am back in the past

Lost in a nightmare

Like a child in a dark room

And even ordinary things

Take on a dangerous shape

And I tend to remove myself from danger

By drawing within

So be careful how you approach me

Sorry if I flinch