You riddle your life with alleyways,
Finding space to tuck away the words that whisper themselves to you
before dawn breaks
Dreaming dreams of freedoms reign and praying someday you can walk head
High Amongst the sane again.
Smiling faces provide and creases for our secrets to hide away,
Piling sweet nothings on top of one another like the construction of a cake, but when the
Temperature rises will you burn or will you bake?
They see themselves within you, but forget that your presence does not
make their fears see through.
Lugging around weighed down eyelids overflowing with tales of personal
crisis but when asked, you claim
it was just because last night was a madness.
Hide and seek was fun when we were younger,
But now it's the only way to distance our selves from our blunders.
Truth be told there is no safety in isolation, but public reaction leaves no place for
patience and personal contemplation.
And even if the time could be squeezed out of life, revealing these long
term secrets can easily
be flipped to look like the uncovering of lies.
So how do you wipe your slate clean, without also
welcoming your own demise?
-Ade 'XuestLove' Yusuf