I run and I run
but I can never get away from the lies I left behind me
no matter how far I travel
there is not one country
one town
one freaking street corner
that will deliver me from this deadly guilt
pounding on my skull
and scorching everything it sees
the fire stains every breath my lungs try to draw in
[and I sit in a icy inferno, waiting for the inevitable.]
YOU ARE READING
frozen in time
Romance"out there is someone who sees the wind blow, can hear the sun rise, and can taste the clouds" (or a collection of poetry written when no one is watching)
