Words Are Not Enough Poem by Hashim Hamzat

I have been hiding myself behind metaphors and hyperboles.
Pleading to my voice to rescue me from this shameless hall.
The pressure left for me to handle this words is like a dewdrops fall.
Like my parlour so my hall and my window phone small.
Shield gleamed upon the walls I lied upon.
It was like a maximum detention building whose security wires are like the speedy waterfall.
How else can I describe this heavy siege Layed upon my conondrum
Thousand times or more to this, words can never be enough.