Hidden In The Dark Poem by Mathew Sutter

Hiding in the dark,
Listening for a sound,
Lives a chest,
That shall never be found.
Locked with a key,
Locked with my soul,
Buried deep in my heart,
Hiden from this choatic world.


Waiting to be discovered,
The black and the gold,
Waiting to be released,
To tell the stories of old.


It is my job and duty,
To hold these suckers in,
And even yours too,
My friend.
For what should happen,
If I was to turn an eye
Why I shudder to think,
Of all the lies,
Lose upon the world,
Hurting and tormenting.


So it is my job and duty,
To hold these suckers in,
Locked with a key,
Locked with my heart,
To never be told.
To be kept within.