Delaney Gara - Hideaway

Sitting alone,
Getting away,
Zoning out,
Music blaring.
All it is is screaming,
But it’s comforting,
You know?
Just sitting,
Listening,
Maybe reading,
But not always.
I like to be alone, mostly,
Just to think,
And reminisce.
On the days,
When we were friends,
But those days,
Are long gone.
Not that I miss them,
So much,
It’s just that,
It’s weird when you spend,
So much time with someone,
And then they’re just,
Gone.

I wish I could run away,
But I can’t.
There’s nowhere,
To go.
Only,
To his house.
But it’s not like,
I would go there,
Ever.
It scares me too much.
But then he messages me,
Online.
It’s a reprieve from daily chaos.
He is too perfect.
Too perfect,
For me.
We always,
Look at each other,
Knowing there’s something deeper.
But we can’t show it,
Because it would cause bad things.
Awful things.
We both know it.
But we can’t control it.

But then one day,
Someone whispered a lie about us,
He and I.
A supposed friend.
Like we’ll be friends after this.
She always tells my secrets.
But when she changes them,
To seem bad,
I have to think,
“Is the suffering worth it? ”
No,
It isn’t.
So I message another friend,
My best.
He helps me get away,
Mentally.
He is my hideaway.
I crawl to him and he holds me,
Close and says,
“Look at the future, not the past.”
He wants to go,
Into the Coast Guards.
But I won’t let him.
I love him too much.
He is the only one,
Who can save me now.

Delaney Gara

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