run rabbit run

run rabbit run

A Poem by Heather Hassell

no longer was
she content
walking among the
dead
however there were
none of the living
kind to be found

she didn't understand
their boring jobs
and boring spouses
and boring kids
and boring houses
and boring sex
and boring traditions

she didn't inherit
anything from the
past
she didn't owe
anything to anyone
and she didn't care
to pretend
that she cared

one might call
it hedonistic
but there's no
wrong in
walking away from
anything or anyone
in favor of
walking towards
something better

and this girl
ran as fast as
she could
and found herself
a way to breathe
life into her
existence

© 2013 Heather Hassell


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Good for the rabbit who ran and
better for the poet who penned these bare naked words.
Truth told beautifully.

Posted 8 Years Ago


Heather Hassell

8 Years Ago

i appreciate it! i'm glad you like my work, it's quite flattering.
The character in the poem describes a girl that is unable to find the meaning of routine in life and there is no one around her to explain it to her.

Posted 8 Years Ago


Heather Hassell

8 Years Ago

yesssss, exactly.

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Tags: dead, living, boring, tradition, life, soul, past

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Heather Hassell
Heather Hassell

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My name is Heather Hassell, nineteen years old and I live in Baltimore, Maryland. I write because I'm still trying to find my own voice. more..

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