I Go Into Hiding Poem by ashley bisesi

I Go Into Hiding



When my father boils over,
I go into hiding.

Safe in my bed,
Covered with the warmth and safety of my blankets.

I can lay and think for hours,
about everything and nothing.

These thoughts stay locked in my mind,
with only frequent visits.

My brain comes up with the solution to all the worlds problems,
But noone cares to listen.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Amy Marie 10 February 2010

I love the theme of hiding in this poem. Wow, you really know how to write about themes that I can relate to... keep up the good work ;)

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