About This Poem by Sofia Moreno

It is a little weird sometimes
To feel that you want to run away,
Or maybe just rip them off;
And right then, when resolves are made,
Regret-
No matter where you go;
Secrets, whispers… Ghosts of bad luck…
Get a hold on yourself-
Get your monsters out!
Ha! Just laugh endlessly,
Because the feeling doesn’t go away.
But you are still sitting still;
No matter what you hear;
Let me catch that cloud again!
And here they come, take my hand.
Loneliness-
No… I refuse to let you go!
I know, I’m here, you are too.
The thought is still there…
Shhh! The prison guardian is just outside.
A little bit more and we’ll be free…

-August 20,2008