I run through the dark
trying to escape myself
trying to escape from insanity
but I know it wont work
It never did in the past.
It starts to thunder
and soon it starts to rain
harder and harder
faster and faster
The more I try to escape
the more I fell trapped
and the harder it becomes.
So I keep running
from myself
from my mind
hoping I can get away
trying not to go insane
Through the darkness
Through the rain
I keep on running
knowing when I stop
I will no longer be sane.
But suddenly
I feel no need to go on
I feel the need to stop
I fell the need to release myself
even if it means death
even if I have to kill myself.
So there I stop
Knowing it will all be over soon
I law on the ground
and wait for death
Because I know it will come
I know it is not far from me.
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I'm not sure whats getting into me, I've been writing more and more poems like this that don't seem to make sense..Please rate and comment
