And Satan Came Too

This poem is about a fear of confrontation and rejection

You want a break
You want to get by
You want to leave 
and never say goodbye
well I ran to the woods 
I never looked back 
No shoes no hope
With bloody feet 
and bloody clothes 
I took the path 
That no one chose 
Snakes and thorns
The pain is nothing
"We Need TO Talk" 
was everything
I ran from you 
and satan came too

Author's Note

Ignore the grammar problems please