Mar 2013
Running panting, heart racing trying to make out the black
Checking over my shoulder, wind piercing my face as I run trying to escape
But I turn around and there you are, no matter where I go I can't seem to escape the endless thoughts of you that my mind won't stop replaying loose ends once tied won't stop from fraying and in the end I find my self praying, for I WILL not ever find myself saying that I need you..need you!?..I scream this, to myself if for anyone (for there is no one else) I'm too strong for that.. (I) Need you?
NO this life is my own and ill take what Ive got ill flip these cards that I've been dealt, ill make them work I do not need your help..I don't need you here!! It plays in my head when I stop to breathe, chest heaving..The running..it kills me but as I turn around I try and will myself not to believe that you are there, always there, standing amongst the trees. No matter the miles..
Checking over my shoulder, wind piercing my face as I run trying to escape
But I turn around and there you are, no matter where I go I can't seem to escape the endless thoughts of you that my mind won't stop replaying loose ends once tied won't stop from fraying and in the end I find my self praying, for I WILL not ever find myself saying that I need you..need you!?..I scream this, to myself if for anyone (for there is no one else) I'm too strong for that.. (I) Need you?
NO this life is my own and ill take what Ive got ill flip these cards that I've been dealt, ill make them work I do not need your help..I don't need you here!! It plays in my head when I stop to breathe, chest heaving..The running..it kills me but as I turn around I try and will myself not to believe that you are there, always there, standing amongst the trees. No matter the miles..
I just started writing there really is no structure here. I'm not sure what its called I was shooting for a song and got this, but I don't think it's a poem. I don't know.
