The Hall Way: Poem of an Outsider

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Submitted: May 02, 2013

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The hall way

By WILLIAM MCNEAR

 

Poem of an outsider

 

The hall way, so quiet, walking slow makes my heart beat cause a riot.

I can hear my blood flow through my ear.

I am walking very slow, my self-esteem is low.

 

There is nothing but door after door, this is something that i adore

 

I walk with an idea that i hate myself, with this image of me being an old forgotten journal on a bookshelf.

 

I feel watched by all the peep-hole's, so i have a desire to be social and look through everybody's key-hole's.

 

I see myself having feeling's being insightful, about all the thing's i could change and that should not be frightful.

 

It is funny to me, how this will away's be.

 

through out the hall i hear

 

"Fuck you, you have no clue, would you like another drink?, go wash your fucking hand's in the bathroom sink."

 

To think behind all these door's is a life, i might as well take mine away with a knife.

 

For all these people have fear that is shown, and it is shown when they lock their door's because of fear of the unknown.

 

Me.

 

The End.


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