you scared boy hiding behind the shelter you built a strong wall nothing can break it creating a monster to protect it no one is to ever see the real you. Embarrassing is it feelings of shame wash over your cold body needing someone anyone to tell you you are good you are the king. Alone you set in misery crying look at you your shelter cracked for a moment they caught a glimpse of the real you you slipped panicking banging your fist on the wall as you think of your next move.but no one is coming to your rescue they have grown cold and empty. Hush now quite the rage all the pain that lives inside I tried to many times to save you no need to keep hiding your life is coming to an end soon you will be free.
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Author:
moco (
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This poem is eerie and haunting with the conversation of a third party commenting on another who seems powerless and does not speak or maybe it is the reader that is being spoken to in this manner. Regardless it feels condescending and leaves the reader feeling powerless. Well done
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