Thursday, February 25, 2010

Second Draft(Very Bad Poetry)

Original line: Oh what fools as well as theme of fear.
On the run

Oh what fools,
running from place to place,
running from what they have,
or could have had.
Dodging the eyes of others,
in fear of someone realizing who they truly are,
always in fear of a new tomorrow,
or the unknown.
Running is their escape,
it's all they can do,
it's all they remember.
How long have they been running,
missing whats around them,
or right in front of them.
Hiding the pain,
suppressing memories,
eliminating worries,
all to remain sane.



1 comment:

  1. I like this poem alot, alot of people run away from things because they are scared to face it and spend there whole lives running instead of going after something

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