Fight Or Flight Poem by Jennifer Birchall

My usual stance when faced with adversity
Is to run away like a small child hiding from its bully
Behind a teachers legs too scared to moved
If I don't look I can't see what's really happening
I can run and hide as much as I try from the demons
But they will still be there
Every waking moment, in dreams and nightmares
Unless they are dealt with
It's easy to deal with by doing nothing
The scariest part is actually facing them

I've meekly moved from around the teachers legs
Put on the biggest pair of boxing gloves
And I'm waiting for the bell