Hide and Seek

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Belligerent yelling stained our walls.

Secrets became excuses every day.

I would hide, right here, when I heard their calls.

 

Were they in the kitchen—

or are they upstairs?

Who cares? I had to stay hidden.

 

Mommy would scream

and daddy would push me—by accident.

Maybe this was all a dream.

 

Don’t say a word or they’ll hear you.

I know it’s scary but we’ll okay—I promise.

I just wish people knew what we go through.

Unclassified Poetry

John Reyes View All →

"A tramp, a gentleman, a poet, a dreamer, a lonely fellow, always hopeful of romance and adventure." ~Charlie Chaplin

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