Knock Knock Poem by Estefano Molina

Knock Knock



Someone is knocking at the door
I'm not gonna open it
their is a long pause
it begins again
still knocking
its getting louder
someone is knocking
now more aggressively
knock, knock, knock
the tempo has sped up
but I'm not opening the door
don't they get it?
Someone is still knocking
Leave!
knock, knock
its piercing my ears
it bursts my ear drums
my ears are bleeding
but he, she, they keep knocking
all of them
don't they understand?
I don't want to hear about Joseph Smith
I'm not going to your churches or temples
I don't want your cookies
your insurance
your useless product
to change my electric company
No, I don't know if I'm going up or down
Heaven or hell
they are still knocking
why won't they leave me alone?
their is no ending this
knock, knock
who's there?

Monday, September 21, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: anxiety,melancholic,stress
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