Vanishing
Sometimes
When I feel the anger boil
I run miles until I go numb
My core aches
My shoes scrape against the concrete
Sweat drips down my face
Like the nighttime rain
My breath heavy
My body cold
Leaving me tired
The sun finally rises
Burning my skin
To wish to disappear is not my fear
But who i leave behind is
If only there was another way out
But its not only by death shall I clear my mind
No matter how far I run
No matter how fast I run
My mind runs with me
Leaving me no space to breath oxygen
But rather the blood that I shed
When death brushes past my face
Nothing more than adrenaline rushes through my veins
But he chases me hoping i'll come back
But I continue vanishing...
By DR-SR
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Disappearing
PoetryHey it's the author here ofc, I like to write poems often so I thought well why not take all my poems and make a poetry book so here we are. 🫶🏽
