I'm so tired
of this place.
Take me to a forest
where I can wander
far away
from all this
despair and destruction.
I want to feel the damp earth
beneath my feet,
climb the branches
of all the trees
and listen to
the stream flow.
I can breathe
much easier
there,
and I would happily
decay.
having myself on the run
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PoetryThis is the equivalent of Notes app on your phone, so yeah, exposing myself. I guess it's considered poetry. Enjoy. :)