Hide and Seek (part 1)

Deeply breathing. Hands shaking.
Heart racing. Embracing.
Keep quiet, not a peep.
Need some sleep.
Why can't I sleep?

The floor creeks,
he's on the prowl.
For me he seeks
face full of scowl.
I am the hider,
He is the seeker.
How can this game
get any bleaker.

He's getting near.
Not me not me.
Don't breathe he'll hear
and then he'll see.

Oh no I can't!
I made a sound;
and now the hider
has been found.

"You're the best,
but still the worst.
None can contest
you fucking jerk.
You ass
you fag
no class
you rag.

You do a lot
but not enough
your worth me not
but just stay tough.
No need to sob
but its your fault
I have no job."

Don't give him nothing.
Not a word nor a look,
Keep sacred the lock
to you're sacred book.
Maybe he'll stop
or settle down.
Don't feed him more
or you will drown.
Keep your face
so set in stone
you'll escape this place
and find your own.

Hours later,
the seeker sleeps.
The hider smiles
but inside weeps.
The pain too tough
for him to bare
but seeker thinks
he shouldn't care.

"No sorry from me.
I stopped, you
should be happy.
Let's not look
at the downs
but at the ups
and past the frowns.
My life is tough
please understand.
For you it's rough
but be a man.
You'll have a life
mine's almost over
so take this strife
until it's over."

The cuts are deep,
too deep to see.
His secrets to keep
he can't be free.
The demons haunt
him late at night.
"Will the seeker
find me tonight?"
Or can he breathe
and be okay
until he's found
another day.