Living in this broken home
I just can't
I'm better off if I just roam
I shan't
Linger in a place so vile
I shall walk every mile
To get away from this nightmare
Because none of this is fair
Not like many would take notice or care
A small load
To help me down the road
Bound in leather
I hope tonight shall have good weather
As I go along the street
On these silent feet
Going where?
I don't care
Somewhere safe
My confidence may chafe
But I shall be strong
To go a distance long
Find a safe haven
And read "The Raven"
Possibly as far as our dear western shore
Oh, I hope the road won't be a bore
And I don't run into any a *****
Dear me, am I ready?
Is my mind all a steady?
Surely so,
Or else I won't go
Chance it, I must
Free from the sickening rust
Of these chains of home
Oh, the streets I shall roam
Take me, oh night
Under your endless sky, with my plight
Guide my way with your stars
Whilst I hide my scars
Nearly faded
I hope the journey isn't jaded
Running free
That's how I shall be
All night if I must
In my chances, I trust
Hope for something better
Oh, should I leave a letter?
To flee a broken home
I must roam
These streets at night
My response is flight
I must
This home I shall ******
Behind me as I run
This is not for fun
No, dear, no
This place I must let go.
- Jay M
February 4th, 2020
So...I wanted to run away. I didn't, and I'm okay.
