Maria Solheim Hidden Poetry
she stole my sentence, stole my pen
i tried my best to get it back again
she hit me hard with a strong hand
i made a grin and left the land
i missed the train, i can't get home
got no more money on my phone
i sleep outside and here i'll stay
'couse once i'm here, wont go away
poetry written so noone
can hear
my nervous scream, my endless
fear
my dream
all my words chosen carefully
will not stand in the way, will not jump
in the sea
where is the hope, where is the truth
(my answers are drowed in the name of my youth)
i press my nose against the floor
won't do it again - never done it before
my belly buttons starts to burn
the greates concern is what i earn
poetry...
shake her hand
and leave her
take her tounge and say her words
society can't be explained
i'll leave it to the birds
