silence, now after the door is shut
the few on the other side are simply nuts
the small boy locks the solid door
finds himself resting on the floor
slowly pulls his knees to his breast
lays his chin down onto his chest
he curls up, dives into his own world
he curls up to be free from the pain
he curls up, hopes it's not in vain
he curls up and is now all alone
rain, now after everything is said
in their search for solutions they simply failed
the small girl runs away from her home
finds herself in the woods on her very own
slowly leans on a wooden trunk
in her thoughts she is already sunk
she curls up, dives into her own world
she curls up to be free from the pain
she curls up, hopes it's not in vain
she curls up and is now all alone
so curl up and shut them out
to disturb you they aren't allowed
anyway they aren't able to break your neck
that's why they aren't able to get you back
written by joxn
18. Aug 2024
16:29
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