Description: I'm starting to seriously close up. Those walls went back up hard-freaking-core. Like. I'm scaring myself with how nonchalant and uncaring I am getting. Blah to me. Miss Negativity! LOL!
Born To Be -------------------------------------------
Nonchalance pays off
wading through corridors
suffocated by people
passing by unaware.
Putting a head down
letting hair fall
forward like a veil
shielding from evil.
Passing through invisible
with no acknowledgement
is an incredible relief
when pain is all she's known.
Sliding out the door
no one to call out
whispering come back
escape is easily done...
I really like what your saying in this poem. I think a lot of people have felt or is feeling that at some point in their life. I think you convey the emotion wondefully with the short clipped lines. They give the reader a sense of hopelessness and desperation. Keep writing
Submission Name: Born To Be
