As I stand hooked,
Away from the buzz,
Into a thorny rush.
I went into a shell,
Aghast of the alarming bell,
Away from the tussle,
Into a close nestle.
I withdrew from the crowd,
Afraid of the proud,
Away from the deceit,
Into a sullen retreat..
I confined myself to a spot,
Apprehensive of burning hot,
Away from the malice,
Into a sombre solace.
I am now an old hag,
Walking with a drag,
Waiting for the boat.
Oh!Let me come out.

One reply on “Let Me Come Out.”
Enjoyed reading your poem.