No. NO! You know?

A Poem by Ariel Olivia

This one it's based on my g-grandfather's abuse on my g-grandmother, ""Quick, hide me beneath the floor boards" he wouldn't put her there, but he would put her away in different areas of the house.

This, is of a place called Hope
Hope is rare to find, it's out there
Everyone else has visited
But I have no sense of direction
It's an art form of the utmost natural
It's a calling in the midnight hour
It's the mental relief, haven't we already passed that tree?
Find me somewhere, somewhere lacking motivation
Find me somewhere, somewhere where nothing matters
Find me someone, someone who cares
Quick, hide me beneath the floor boards
Out of sight, out of mind
Tape my mouth shut, keep me as a secret
Shh... don't let anyone know I'm damaged
Shh... don't let them see my papers
Quick, find me, find me... find me a napkin
I'm leaking, sadness... gritty nails on chalkboard sadness
Don't find me, anything...

don't find me, clever as it would be
Don't let them know, please?
And we find it all so attractive
And we find it all so amusing
And when we find the real emotion
We'll all be sickened
She was looking, in all the wrong places
She was introducing, smiling & hugging...
Saying things like; "Oh yes! I remember!"
She was of a different land
She was of a different culture
She was of a different religion
She was a sad, sad woman...
I can do better, I can get it over with
I can do this silently.