The Hidden Ones

Behind smiles

a laugh

a quiet hello

they hide

 

Never too far

or too close

always there

they hide

 

Saying yes

standing strong

careful and calm

they hide

 

They never want to disappoint

saying yes, quietly smiling

but sometimes they need a hand to hold

to carry them from where they hide

 

*****

 

Just a quick little mind splatter for you there, long time I know, but I’m back – sort of. I hope you enjoyed it, and maybe even took something from it. See you after the next one. 

Is Anyone Out There?

I came here bushy-eyed and bright-tailed,

No, wait, what was it they said?

With an open mind I flew right in

Regardless of humiliation, and pain.

Anxiety followed me here, that’s right,

The soul sucking curse couldn’t let go.

Friends and family look on like I’m lost,

Which I do not doubt, but I do doubt myself.

Is there anyone else here? Honestly, please.

Show yourselves, you supposed angels

Such wonder I was promised, yet behold,

Nothing.

Drama was something I loved,

But the wizard didn’t pay out,

So I kept the shoes and ran.

Where are the people, where is the community?

My tail is dulling and my eyes are moulting,

Perhaps this isn’t the place to be,

perhaps it is.

The apocalypse would show me more company,

Solidarity is in the heart of a mindless corpse,

I could have an army of friends – don’t say it.

I came here, that was enough then,

But now you crave more, you demand it.

Where are you? You aren’t here, are you?

I thought not, but still I savagely write,

Passage after passage.

Take me there, to the centre of your world,

But don’t get too close. I get attached.

It gets messy.

Crazed eyes forever watching, where are you now?

Silence is all I find, and plotting,

Money, views, money, views, money,

The driving force, the protagonist, the villain,

The prize yet to be won.

You are at home, you are found,

Whilst I sit outside, thunder in my heart,

Rain on my brow. I don’t like rain.

I hate the outside, I can’t stand the inside,

But I want to go there, and be here.

Bushy brights, tailed eyes,

I’ve got you, don’t worry.

I’ve got you.