Within dark of night
A Stillhouse of the past lurking around the corner
But I only run from it
Trying so long to hide from it
Afraid of what it made me
So, I turn once more and head away again
Only to have it follow me
Wanting me to face it
But I only run from my fate like a broken man
Wanting to find peace
Yet never pursuing that path

Poem Rating:
Click To Rate This Poem!

Continue Rating Poems

    Leave a Reply