Masked behind daily rituals
unseen, unnoticed by anybody,
afraid to peek out from behind a
cautious guise.
A bad day, a bad experience,
speaking doesn’t soothe, nor does
bottling words
tranquillity only a temporary oasis.
Defending an ally from an ignorant
attacker
ignites a inextinguishable flame.
Turn the flame toward yourself to
preserve.
Over bare skin,
gasping for air, salty.
Rap music only a distraction.
Shamefully hiding, but
happily opening.
Long awaited,
long avoided.
The unstoppable, the suddenly finished.
Lingering feeling that can’t be
distracted,
sputtering like an engine about to die.
Gone.
Realize the headache from the rap.