Running away again

Just another thing I wrote when I ran away from home. Just the usual stuff I write in the back of an old volvo wagon.

Taking off running 

From all you have ever known 

An engine you won’t stop gunning

As you take off down the road

Never going back home

The mailboxes flying past 

I will never see them again 

This night is my last 

Only reminiscing about them with a pen 

All I have loved here

Was lost 

Now being here is the origin of my fears

So I listen to the rumble of my exhaust 

As the speedometer slowly rises 

My fear subsides 

On this open road I can hide

Without fear of surprises 

In this small town 

I can not go around

Without seeing the one I love

And lost 

The one who hurt us

My health was the cost

So as I cross the state line 

Leaving it all behind 

I try to push it all from my mind

I am never at peace with my past 

No distance home can cause anyone to surpass

What happened there 

Running away did not solve anything

But neither did staying 

Reviews

[Carol Cashes]

Ahhh...running for the border! I knew this poem in my memories as I read it. Good job, I really liked this.