Fail to Escape

I, just like everyone else, have spent my life running away from things. I'm now out of breath. Don't spend time running away from things. Turn around and face them straight on, or it hurts more.

Walk, jog, or run

The road is only straight

What follows behind

Will never stop

Walk away slowly

It won't sneak by

It will catch up

You will catch its eye

Jog away gallantly

It will always keep up

You may run farther

but you will soon stop

Run away swiftly

tearing the pathway

but always remember

it will lead anyway

Author's Note

It's mediocre, I know. This is just a small extraction of my own thoughts and pains.

Reviews

[Vria P Crow]

Nevid,

I did not think your poem was mediocre. In fact, I find your work to be sincere and connected to reality.

Running away from problems is a path down destruction instead of construction. On a personal level, it lead me down spiraling depression because I finally decided to say:

F**K YOU, little demon! I am going to battle you with my MAGIC card!

All jokes aside, it is better to battle your own demons instead of letting them fester.

love,
Ria