Race of Mind
Run run racing mind chance me off a cliff
Chase me catch me before I fall
Tumble stumble my mind says it all
Scrap stab shot and burn some pains give a lesson to learn
Slander me belittle me a pain i pretend to endure
The wounds in my back my heal but the words won't I assure
Run run chase me catch me if you dare
But everytime I look back there is nothing there
Sprint dash on the cliff at last
Rocks below in I go to escape the words of the past
Haunting and taunting everything I do
Laughing and lashing both sound like whips
If i could swim I'd have a hope
If I make it back from this i shall buy a rope
There's be no point in running if my feet can't reach the ground
Fair well memories sweet dreams to the painful neverending voice
I smile as I feel water fill my lungs while I drown
For i know in my heart life was not my choice
Copyright © Raven Tones | Year Posted 2017
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