That girl was a runner from birth,
and she would have run right to the end of her life
if it weren't for him.
He made her pause.
He made her immobile.
He kept her in a cage.
When it all ended, some thought that she'd stay-
too deeply sad to ever run again.
But I know better.
She would run even faster than before,
just making up for lost time.

This body depriving me within 
Tints of sorrows conjured up—
In stains of abstinence of pure hollow
I couldn't breathe last night
My blood clogged up by my sins
Impasse on notions of my denial 

These paths lead me to dusk
At dawn I break just to fall again
I tried my best only to be drowned-—
Repetitively in this weir of waste
These eyes have not seen the world
Only norms that understood my roots of pain

I hid in places that no one knew 
Its host brought me to this ecstasy of elation
Only to realized it’s a transient rapture 
Only to torment & torture my desires
I saw my reflection inside these glinting bubbles
Scars of contempt & disgust
Filled my heart with pure dejection

Is this what I’m left with?
Will tonight be my time?
Will I be free?
From myself
From the ache,
The mask,
The cruel beneath—
From the endless war inside of me.


Erennwrites