I’m bad, didn’t post this at my usual time. But at least it’s going up darnit! I’m hoping to have a different type of post go up on Saturday, so lets cross my fingers and hope for the best (aka, hope I get off my lazy arse and write it!). Anywho, here’s my poem, enjoy!
Oh and I forgot this when I originally first posted it – this is my entry for the Thursday Poets Rally – Week 53.
High Security for Nothing
Awaiting tenderness to win me over,
for softness to wear down
the barricades surrounding my heart.
But I am guarded –
no – I am surrounded
by walls of steel, protected by
ninjas with machine guns, ready
to shoot any who dare enter.
I keep my heart and soul
trapped within a safe, protected
by another safe, buried within
the depths of my insecurities.
I cannot dare share my secrets,
to divulge the essence of
who and what I am –
for in the darkness of my heart,
secure and safe from all to see,
is the true nature of me.
A display and show of force and will
to hide the weakness behind my cell.
Walls upon walls – no windows or doors,
just empty, empty spaces.
Upon the grey walls and floors
are cracks and quiet echoes,
holding hints of weeping and fear.
I wall myself, guard myself,
and fear above all else
an intruder to pass security;
for what they may find is
that in my depths
I am hiding nothing.