On the Run

Grasping at the bars between the window

Jail cell is the end of round one 

Just the start of what's to come...

File down a toothbrush 

Crack, snap

Run.

I'm black and white and red all over 

"We're watching you, son"

Running small town streets

Mr. Wild 17 

I can't be killed 

I died long ago...

Hell was my home

Three colors that show freedom 

Are now seen as flashing lights

Freedom wants me locked up for life 

I've lived and I've died 

And I'm tired of running...

2 shots,

Music to my ears

I reach for the sky

Giving myself to the angels 

But I'm pulled through the cracks of the earth 

Lucifer welcomes home his son...

Author's Note

This is a little different from my usual style. It's just a poetic story of a teenage boy on the run from life.

Reviews

[Adam]

Great job. I usually don't like poems, but this is an exception. I really like the genre you picked.

[Alanna Nox]

Thank you!(:
~Nox

[Frieda P]

Amazing work, are you sure you're only 13? Great insight, enjoyed the read.

[Alanna Nox]

Thank you so much!
~Nox

[Alanna Nox]

Thank you all very much! :)
~Nox

[Pryde Foltz]

It a tragic piece. Somewhere along the line some of us learn to bond with the darker side; some of us even like it. Well-written, my friend.

[Alanna Nox]

Thank you!!(:
~Nox

[Travis Gibson (poetic h..]

Wow, this is such a powerfully insightful piece for someone of your age. Excellent piece, you've put together a real story in a very impactful way.

[Alanna Nox]

Thank you! I appreciate it!
~Nox

[Travis Gibson (poetic heroics)]

It was a pleasure.

[MsJewel]

A heart wrenching story that isn't uncommon in todays world. This is bold and powerful and very well written.

:) Julie

[Alanna Nox]

Thank you Julie!(:

[William J. Marsh]

Speechless, is my first reaction. It is so sad that this such a common story these days. You have stated in such a way that it shocks the reader as it should.

[Alanna Nox]

Thank you William! :)
~Nox