Hiding

by shadowlight   May 26, 2008


Hiding from society,
Ashamed of what I do,
Wanting to stop
But having to get through.
Each day lasts forever
As the blade calls out,
Won't be able to resist
Of that I have no doubt.

Weak and ashamed
Haunted by the past,
Taunted and shunned
Forever to be harassed.

Of all things which haunt us
Stereotypes are worst
They judge and ridicule
Make us feel cursed.

And so we must return
To our one, our only friend,
The only one to understand us
Until the very end.

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  • 15 years ago

    by Finalgravedigger

    Stereotypes indeed it is a crime of humanity. Sometimes i wonder how the world would be without stereotyping, nice poem i can relate 5/5 maybe u can read one of mine.

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