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Ashlyn Yoshida Dec 2020
Footsteps
Once more I hear the sound of footsteps following me
Once more the fear and warm breath tickling my neck
It has always followed me, this sudden panic
This feeling to pack everything up and run
Run as far as I can see and further
Past the mountains and seas and worlds
Until the footsteps make no sounds
And the breath rustles not a single blade of grass
at my feet

Is it my own footsteps?
Is it merely the wind?
I don't know anymore.
Fleeing now would be futile
Terra Levez Nov 2020
sometimes in the silent dark
when im curled in the corner
is it just
the sound of my traitorous heart
or
are
there
footsteps
outside the
door?
Noaki Sep 2020
She faded away
But her footsteps didn't fade
It linger around me
Showing me the way
Poetic T May 2020
I looked out at the street,
      hoping for footsteps

coming up the path..

But all I heard was
            therapy sessions..
Poetic T Mar 2020
You said I was the only step,
       but you always took one


back..

Never walking us forward,
   excuses, like I had to tie my laces,
         or my feet ache you walk on.

But I never looked back,
and you never moved forward.

We were a distance apart but I'd only
                  took one more step than
you.

But one can equal more when its
not synchronized with your heart.

The next day, you had walked off,
  we weren't even walking in the same
                                              postcode...

I took of the shoes I wore when we walked,
                and now I'm bare foot.


But you know what I'm walking further without


you.

My perception isn't clouded by your backward
        footing.

I'm free to walk without the pleasure
           of having to look backwards..

Just walking onward  without pausing to see
                           who cares how far my footsteps

have wondered,.

I'm strolling at my own pace
                                  passing with no goodbyes.
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