Running, Running
Running, running, as fast as I can
I couldn't catch you, you slipped right though my hands.
Like how an hourglass fails to stop the sand from falling,
I couldn't stop you from leaving in the end.
Sand trickles by through permeable shields
Not being able to stop our time from running out.
Falling far from what felt like Elysian Fields,
Making me realize that perhaps all sweet fruit that this Earth can yield,
Are nothing but honey laced with hemlock to be poured through the ear.
I'm still running, running, as fast as I can.
Towards what now? I'm not sure I understand.
Just one foot and then the next.
Whispers of warning does Orpheus howl in my ear,
"Don't look back, for there is nothing left for you here,
Just keep moving, and the pain will be easier to bear."
Starting to plead with myself not to turn around like he couldn't stand,
Learn from his mistake and resist the temptation when I can.
Copyright © Grace B | Year Posted 2021
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