The freely given freedom, to make yourself a slave,
there is no way, you'll ever find a way out of the cave,
no chance, of getting the feeling you might be save.
To be forgotten can make you feel insecure of your whole life,
it makes you wanting to disappear.
It's like the words are coming back, becoming a knife,
to cut you of right (t)here.
You want to hide from the whole world,
shut it out, so it might stop to hurt.
You want to change reality,
and drown yourself in the deepest sea.
I wish I could say I'm by your side,
hold your hand and say:" You don't have to hide,
close your eyes, everything will be alright".
H.R.
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Some Different Words
PoetryThis is just some poetry written by me, for everyone who needs it. If you need a window to look out of your world or out of a place you are hidding in, just take a look and maybe lose yourself for a while.
