I can't run my problems forever
Just something I felt for the past few days:)
Sometimes I wonder if I revealed my secrets, would people still stay?
I can’t run from my problems.
Do you ever feel hatred towards humanity?
What if we left? What if we ran?
A million pathways into my heart. All pictures, minus the first, are my own; yes, my foot is tiny.
Pardon my intrusion on the feed (again today XD), just wrote something on the song 'Broken'. As usual, throwing the link in the comments.
I was reading my previous poem and this instantly came into my mind ^^
Playing around with rhythm and rhyming.
Aware you're your own assassin.
Oops, almost forgot that shorty.
‘[...] For a moment, maybe...’
Something short for tonight. :))
Nyctophilia: love of darkness or night; finding relaxation or comfort in the darkness
Run and run to that finish line.