Walking as the fresh wind crashes on my body.
Knowing that everything is going to be ok,
I take the other way.
To a long distant stroll up north,
Were I once ran away.
Holding nothing but my knees,
I pray.
Never to have to stay or obey,
The slightest thing they have to say.
Rain starts to drip, drizzle then pour
As it washes all my pain away.
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PoetryDifferent poems for different situations. I tried to make them as realistic and raw so they may contain real events.
