Aside

And it feels as if we are so free 

to do with this world what 

we please

And we take this for granted 

and feel alone

So we hurt the people we love most

The most intimate words ripping them

Apart

to the bone

till there is nothing left.

Then we leave

Satisfied with our work

And they are left

Broken.

Bent.

Bleeding.

Trying to sew up their torn lives

because everything you have told them

was a lie

and the worst part is

that they believed you

and

You let them.

Aside

Living Life

I wasn’t running from anything

but just merely living life how it should be lived

Fast

Furious

Don’t stop or you will miss something

Anything. 

I’m scared that if I slow down, 

everyone else will pass me and

I will be left in the dust.

So I run

And laugh

to enjoy my time here

And hope that I am fast enough

so that I can out run

death

To

Live.

 

Forever.