Losing everything

Worn and torn

I promised myself I'll be home before sunset,

but all I could think about was running away,

I believed no one needs me, which if they did

they would prove to me and not use me.

it started to become dark, with the trees blowing in the breeze,

and the small snobs slipping out of my mouth

with ever tear that had fallen.

They tell you to face your fears, which my fears

never listened to what I had to say,

that's why I'm running away to escape to a better place.