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By Don't build lies on ice cubes.

Please shut me away in a tiny box Where I am hidden from the world's view Safely away from all this triviality And where I am far from reach of you I pray to be hidden where I can not be found Until the world is neutral once more Break ties with all these relationships As this, twas the final straw Why now I cry does my world suddenly shout When all that I craved for was peace Stress and tensions crescendo as one Sorry, but I can not wait till they cease Instead I ask that my box is soundproofed And that it's glued tight so no one can get in I shall not hear if they pound on the walls I'm grateful as my head can not stomach the din It's tiresome to know that while I hide They only continue to shout The words, the noise, it's just too much now I'm in my box and I beg not to be let out Just deal with every dilema yourselves For I can no longer continue on Turn around and bicker among you You shan't notice that I have gone This box, it's free from words From what's passed, from noise and from fears It's ridden of every person I know And for that I'll stay hidden for years Send apologies that I don't want to see anyone For I can not handle another excuse A phrase of words with distorted meaning For me, that has no use And whilst I'm alone inside that box I'll remind you that you locked me away For if you had just paused a short while Then perhaps amongst you I would wish to stay

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