Day 39 - MarchFifteenth2014

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I always say I'm leaving

As soon as I get my chance

I know you think I'm bluffing

That I'm 'never coming back'

But it's true

That this place

Will be just a reflection 

In my rearview mirror

I'm just so done

With this world

And it's cigarette-strewn sidewalks

Stained with blood

From all the times

That my neighbors have been shot

I don't want

All these memories

All this fear

All this hate

I just want a new life

A new beginning

Somewhere quiet

Where nobody knows where I'm from

I'm not proud

Of this sphere

That has me under it's control

And the day I'm done

Is the day I'm done

Forever

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