Run away

what I wrote when I wanted to leave

Can I just go somewhere new

And reinvent and recreate

everything I know to be

Can I change my name

And change my games

Leaving whenever s**t gets too real

That's what we're supposed to do isn't it?

Run away from all our problems

Mask them with booze and drugs and bliss

Pretending nothing really exists

Laughing about things that hurt us

And never trusting any human being

Not even yourself

Spending all days indoors

Pretending you don't want to cry

Or maybe you actually are to far gone 

And really don't want to die

Not remembering which came first or what went last

Just make sure you don't look back

Pack those two shirts and ripped denim jeans

Put on those heavy black shoes

The ones that used to make you free

But now it simply feels like ten tons of dark matter

Dragging the entire system down

Lean against a cold brick wall, and sigh

With nothing left to mask the pain

The bottles empty time to face reality

Except for that there's nothing left for you

And nothing to look forward too

Except for pain, pain and more pain

Might as well try to run away again

Reviews

[AngeloRosell]

Wow.... This beautiful piece really hit home for me, well done ! I most certainly feel anyone can relate to a time in their life when feeling like this. I know I can ! Keep up the great work, Beautiful writing