THE LIVES WE LIVE...

 And I waited for the winds to settle
So the summer roses could bloom into petal
Before I could venture outside again
I had to re-create my den.
And then one decisive December day
I opened my door and walked away
Not from the rosy place I made
But left the cosy space I laid
For I had become one within
The virtue of values and the evils of sin
I could no longer take on board more thoughts
Of the guilty anger, thus I must abort
The mission that life had truly taught
Contact with the world once more
Would prove to be the settling score
Before this crushed my very core... 
So at first I played pretend
While my smile could hide the tears I defend
Because no one really cared
Looks up and down
Before they stopped and stared.
It was there and then I tried
To defeat the tears I could have cried
So why did I force myself
To place my face upon your shelf?
That’s when the questions came…
Was there anyone to blame?
I feel the need to heed no names
Identities are void in vain
Yet the pain of what I know
Could never come close to truly show
How I really felt…
For all you saw was the disaster dealt 
Not just crushing me
But my family and my sanity
So why should I care back
About what you think, talking smack!
If you actually knew what occurred
Then would you still follow that absurd herd?
So I no longer bother to tell
Of the length of strength, living in my hell
“Oh well” you say “don’t worry”
Time to wave goodbye, walk away in a hurry
Ahhh…back to my humble home
Where I can be me and be left all alone
Don’t call my phone or knock
As my door is closed and the bolt is locked
And don’t try to spy on me
Because you might just see
We have the same story 
And then where would we be?
We'd be living a life of insanity!

Carey Milton 2017