Hide And Seek

 

Hide and Seek

I used to play hide and seek with pain.
But I was never good enough to hide from it for long
Because pain always found me

in the same old place hiding behind yesterday
And I always tried to cover myself up with a pile of beautiful memories

memories that I was too stubborn to let get dusty
Pain didn’t care

it just wanted to find me
So I played Mother-May-I with pain on all my birthdays and Christmas’s
So I could ask where my daddy was
And I asked red rover if he could come over and bite tomorrow’s aches.
He never remembered my name and he never did
And I never saw the green light

because I couldn’t see past the red.
If you've ever wonder who plays tag when they feel forgotten?
Well, I do.
And I may be way off base but I’m used to it.
I’ve never played it safe in my life.
You see, hurt tagged me long ago and now I’m “it”.
And I may not make it to home base again.
But it’s ok
I’m used to it
You see, home base was always different than everyone else’s anyway
So, I used to play hide and seek

With pain.
 

Reviews

[Leaner Pastures]

I particularly like the 'pile of beautiful memories' - great imagery that fed well into the rest of the verse, particularly the birthdays and Christmas's. You paint a very good picture of how we try to deal with emotional pain, trying to avoid it, face it, paint over it and face it again in another form. Good Stuff.

[Fabian G. Franklin]

I can see the tumblers in your mind falling into place to unlock the combinations of your thoughts in this piece. It's a very good metaphor for the process too. This line,"You see, home base was always different than everyone else’s anyway" stood out to me. I think all writers and poets feel that way. Edgar Allen Poe wrote his poem; Alone, about that very subject. I'm very impressed with your skills and your creative process here.

[Ed Hart]

Yeah, we do that. Sometimes we stop, when it finds us we open our arms and embrace it and comfort it and dry its tears and walk with it until that child within us trusts us and then we hurt no more.