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Tears of a Runaway

Tears of a Runaway Blinded by these tears; Choking on my useless words; Heart racing like a horse; Lungs gasping for air. I long for that happiness That I once felt. Instead, painful memories Are coming back to hurt me. Running away Sounded like a good solution, Even though I may trip and fall. I'll just keep on running, 'til I can't run at all. I trip and completely fall down, But I don't get up this time. I’m just lying on the ground, now, Crying ‘til I can’t cry anymore…tears. Blinded by these tears; Choking on my useless words; Heart racing like a horse; Lungs gasping for air. I don’t know what to do now. I’m just paralyzed on the ground; Except that I’m also shaking From all the crying that I’m doing. Running away Wish I could say That I would stay. But, God, just please help me? The coldness is wrapping around me Like it’s a frozen blanket. Trapped in this cold, cold world And in my mind, memories swirled. Blinded by these tears; Choking on my useless words; Heart racing like a horse; Lungs gasping for air. As I lie here, I wonder What it would be like If my life was happier. I can’t really say for sure What would be going on. But if my life was happier, I wouldn’t be singing this song. I once felt that warmth and comfort, But now it’s gone. And it’s been so long That everything in my life now is wrong. I’m blinded by these tears; Still choking on my useless words; My heart still racing like a horse; My lungs still gasping for air. These are the tears of a...runaway

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Date: 4/15/2010 4:49:00 PM
Brittany, another wonderful poem. This subject is in our society for whatever reasons. I have written a few poems on this subject. You can read my poems on www.thehighlanderspoems.com i do hope you enjoy if you read >> James
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Date: 4/1/2010 10:00:00 AM
There is somuch desperation in you well-penned poem, Brittany. If this is a true reflection of your past, I hope you are coping better now. Prayers headed your way. Love, Carolyn
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