There's a little
boy that hides in
the dark corners of
my soul.
He doesn't want to
be hurt anymore.
I spent eight years
with Beth.
For the most part,
it was hell and
constant pain.
She made nightmares
look good.
I heard the
little boy cry
late into the
silky night,
while snails got
smashed on the streets
of Ventura.
When I drank, which was often,
the little boy seemed
at peace for awhile,
while swans were
murdered in Venice,
and I tasted the ashes
of Neruda.
Years flew by
like seagulls;
up
down
and darting.
The little boy
continued to
hide in the
dark corners of my soul.
He wanted to
come out and be loved.
He was thirsty for it,
but there wasn't
any around.
It was dry, like the
deserts in hell.
It's too late for
sorries here comes
the plow.
He began to see
the pattern of life.
Some monsters walk in the light.
Vulnerability equals pain.
The little boy got mean.
And now he carries
a knife.
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Author:
Thomas W Case (Pseudonym) (
Online) - Published: March 13th, 2025 11:37
- Comment from author about the poem: I read from both of my recently published books on my YouTube channel. It's Just a Hop, Skip, and Jump to the Madhouse and Seedy Town Blues Collected Poems, both available on Amazon.com www.thomaswcase.com
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Comments7
A poem that makes a journey and learns on the way to protect itself. Well written
Thank you.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xSKnZMnMlTw
Link to my you tube channel where I read poetry from my recently published book, available on Amazon.
there is so very much of it about these days .. that's another pandemic in the making .. what happened to cutting string and slicing a bagel ..
Yes, Thanks my friend.
This is a great write, I think we all have that bit inside that we try to protect, not always successfully, nicely done Thomas
Thank you so much.
You are very welcome
Excellent, Thomas!!! 🌹👏
Much appreciated.
Now this one is close to my heart, Thomas. I can’t explain it well at the moment but is a favourite from your work. 🙏🏻🕊
Thank you so much.
You’re welcome 🙏🏻🕊
A dark journey having others change the way you are as as person through life experience. Sad but a fact of how we are as humans. 🌹
Thank you, sweet Teddy.
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