I can run from my depression
Iâ??ve been doing it for awhile.
I bet no one even notices
except the guy with no smile.
I stare at him daily
with the blue eyed gazed look.
Like heâ??s studying my emotions
flipping pages like a book.
I canâ??t run from myself
because I know he follows behind me.
I donâ??t want to lose him at all
If only he could see.
I can run from my smiles,
hide behind my tears.
But what good would that do
when I still have all my fears.
He seems to notice my reaction
when he calls out my name.
Unable to respond quickly
while my heart Iâ??m trying to tame.
He can tell that Iâ??m nervous,
as I quietly answer his call.
Most of the time Iâ??m quiet,
Iâ??m surprised he notices me at all.
I can run from the touch
the feel of emotion on my skin.
But that wonâ??t things better,
when I want to be with him.
I canâ??t run from the feelings
they will eventually catch up.
My heart will soon tell me
why I feel for him and how much.
I can run from a lot of things
and still never get far.
But I canâ??t from him
it would leave a permanent scar.
Most out of anything,
I canâ??t run from myself.
Iâ??m locked inside my mind
and the emotions Iâ??ve felt.
Being the jail in my head
he has the key.
Maybe he will unlock me
and finally set me free.
Another great piece
i think this one would make a great song
i could picture this poem being sung by a band like escape the fate or something
anyways great job
i like this one alot
i can relate sort of, from a guy perspective rather then a chick perspective:)