Aug 11, 2021
1 min read
running. | poem
she lost respect for humanity
it was way too late to mend
almost on the brink of insanity
she was sick of playing pretend.
it was very tiring
putting up with things she didn’t deserve
look at you devilishly smiling
you couldn’t care less about striking a nerve.
how selfish of you to use
avoidance as a response
stop trying to excuse
trapping her in a box.
she had no other option
than to run with a stolen car
your story was a concoction
playing devil’s advocate doesn’t get you very far.
she wished the worse upon you
it’s funny how you never saw it coming
look what you got yourself into
maybe you should’ve been the one running.
