Runaway, Love.

by AwingAshes   Oct 2, 2009


Runaway, Love.
Written for a titled contest...

Some run to relieve
Stress resting upon shoulders,
Some run with belief
Of finding that cure.

She runs in hope to find home
Among a world too full of selfishness,
He runs only to roam
This world for an answer.

Everyone seems to be running
From something or someone.
No one seems to be stopping,
Not for their friends, or even one's son.

Some run with purpose,
Most with none,
But never do they question
Themselves; it stuns.

But what happens when
All one can do is run,
Run, run runaway.
It's an addiction; they're shunned.

They're running for a purpose,
But they do not know what,
They're running from themselves.
But they do not why.

What else to do
When your life's a mess
What else to be
When all you hear are protests.

Don't be this, don't be that,
These are their words, or lack thereof;
Anger surges through their beings,
Self pity erupts.

I agree with their emotions
I support what they perceive,
All I will say is,
Run for what you believe.

Runaway from what
You're scared of,
Runaway from yourself;
Run to be free.

So, Runaway, Love.

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  • 14 years ago

    by Lady Nik

    I agree with Frank. Very good use of words in this piece dear. I love how you repeat the word run, it gives the illusion that something is moving. I felt you told a story and ended it well. A new style for me but still one I enjoyed. Each poem I read from you, gives me a better understanding of who you are and I really like that. Great work hun :) Nik