You’re on the run
once again
Can’t hold you down
cause you’ll fight your way out,
you’ll crawl out the other side,
you’ll flee as soon as it all gets a bit too much
flooding, crumbling
oozing, seeping,
pushing it all away,
seeking a clean slate.
You’ll write your name in the sand
on many beaches
and watch it wash away,
the vast ocean
will swallow it up
and keep it forever
your name imprinted on the Earth’s tongue
your restless feet
your overcrowded mind
will retreat,
retreat into the dark tunnels of a hidden path,
It is disguised as freedom,
you’ll soon discover,
you’re rushing, charging, storming straight
toward a dead end in the road.
I really think this is one of your best. How devastatingly perceptive. A bit frightening when you are so young.
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