My eyes dart to the door
My breath quickens
I glance at the handle and sigh
Knowing I'm stuck here I collapse
Sobbing silently I think
What would it be like to run away
Where would I go
What would I do
Who would I be
If I would only run away
I scroll through apartments
Looking at different jobs I ponder
Could I go through with it this time
Or would I stay frozen still
Desperately I read on and on
I just want to run away
Who would I run to is the question
Would I run to no one
Or would I run to you
Should I stay exactly where I am
Maybe I'll go states away
Where no one knows who I am
I could start my whole life from scratch
Let me just run away
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Author:
Cali Kittana (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: August 31st, 2023 16:21
- Comment from author about the poem: I'm currently living in an attic at the house of a family member and I'd rather be anywhere but here.
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Comments3
Sounds like a place that gives you enough space to be creative and to hopefully be safe-so hard for young people to afford living independently-I am sure that you can prepare for that sooner than later-thank you for sharing your poem…
Sad write
I'm sure there is more to come from you regarding this situation and how you found yourself there
Get it all out
On a positive note
At your age the world is your oyster
Always darkest before the dawn
Talented writer
somehow i can relate to this poem, this is beatiful, you perfectly described that feeling. you put so much emotions into your work. this is the kind of poetry i admire
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