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Jun 2013
Today was the very day

I chose to run away

I slung up my bindle

Believed my courage wouldn't dwindle

Aimlessly cementing my track

Too proud to dare look back

But into the forest there lay

Thieves and Monsters i feared to slay

Roaming in unbound darkness with no light

Countless falls and wounds in my plight

By the time i had sense to turn 'round

I was alone but for foreign ground

"If in hell, just keep going"

Much easier said then knowing

Yet onward i went, forced to trudge

Through the mess, the grime, the sludge

Can't turn back so just go ahead

Ignoring the pain of my feet though they bled

I journeyed then, I journey still

Learning to live, be happy with my fill

Onwards i go; find or be found

Though i doubt I'm ever homeward bound

I hope to be found, i still believe

If only i hadn't been so **** naive
Tintin
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Tintin
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   maybella snow and Lizabeth
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