Mania Poem by Helen White

Mania

Rating: 2.5


I saw something somewhere there
but I didn’t dare to truly care
desiring not to leave my lair
to investigate
or indeed enquire
as to what had come to transpire.

I’m a liar.

I hid I did just like some kid
inside myself
and was rumbled tumbling into sight
though no one saw me,
no one looked
as deftly I ducked far from the light
in a haze of hammering fading fright
wondering was I invisible
or just too small to see.

little me

I am my very own fantasy.

Monday, July 13, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: rhyme
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Allotey Abossey 14 July 2015

Beautiful write Helen... Good one there

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