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Poetry

Too many words in my head, and they fight each day to be let out. I'm not sure whether I'd be safer keeping it in my head, or letting it run free.

Nowhere Else to go

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by Unsteady_Ash

by Unsteady_Ash

I'm scared,
but I have no where else to go to.

Monsters hide under my bed,
yet they are not scared of the light.
I throw the blanket over me,
though they only cackle.

I am alone,
small,
and terrified.

The protection I sought out does nothing,
the warmth I seek dissolves.

No point calling for a guardian -
they left me long ago.

I wish I could scream,
but that voice slipped from me before its time.

I wish to run to you,
but you are nowhere to be found.
You have come running for me before,
but you cannot save me now.

I wish you could.
I wish you would.

But beneath this blanket I am alone.
There is no escape,
because I am scared,
and there's no where else to go.