By: Kama Blades
I run away from many things, friends, family, and feelings.
Sometimes I run without a clue, I just run into the darkest blue.
I run into the darkest night, always running without the brightest light.
I guess it’s wrong, as wrong as can be, and as I run, I open my eyes to see.
So I turn and run back without any rest, even as I feel a burning in my chest.
But I welcome the pain, let it erase any stain.
Soon my family is there, standing with a bag of care,
I realize as I hug them, I am a flower and they are my stem.
Supporting me to be brave, and that is how I will behave.
I never thought that it was my loneliness they fought.
They wanted me to be free, wherever that may be.
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