the stranger at the door

you never stop
coming at the
door and looking
for me

yet
i hide because
you are becoming
a thorn in
the head.

you are
asking more and
i am giving into
your trap

but
now i realize
that all i need
to do is

to
shut you from
my real world.

 

2016

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About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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2 Responses to the stranger at the door

  1. Great words of true pain… well expressed

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