run.....
run away as far as we can
wind, the breeze flowing through our hair
nothing can stop us
or so we thought
we come out of hiding once we feel safe enough
but we haven't felt safe in years
their onto us
chasing us
watching our every move
waiting.
to strike

YOU ARE READING
thoughts and feelings
Poetryjust writing down my thoughts and converting them into poems
run
run.....
run away as far as we can
wind, the breeze flowing through our hair
nothing can stop us
or so we thought
we come out of hiding once we feel safe enough
but we haven't felt safe in years
their onto us
chasing us
watching our every move
waiting.
to strike