Hiding

Hiding

I am hiding
from my own clenched fists
There is inside
a moment of something
of something I deny.
So deep, I deny.
Who am I?
I am nobody,
blending into black,
I am hiding
from that inside
that hurts
and hurts you.
I am hiding
from my own clenched fists.

r.l.w


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