Escape

Run away, far away

you didn't teach me, and  now you can't reach me

Do you think that really was the way?

The lines showing on my face

couldn't stand for your disgrace

literally falling from grace

so quickly losing face

couldn't hit the fucking brakes

Watching all just slam to an earth shattering quake,

There it goes, and me too afraid to grab your hand and just shake you

What a waste of time and not even a clue

I fell from grace

Now I live this way

Wishing to just bury my line ridden face

There she goes, like a shattered vase, too fragile to embrace

to destroyed to recreate

All that fragility on your face

You couldn't hear my screams

You didn't see my dreams

All that crazy ass surreality

You wouldn't even look me in the face.

SO I HAD TO ESCAPE

Thanks to fences, I made my way home to this beautiful place.

yet with you nothiing changes.

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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