Stampede


I refuse to comprehend
The problems you placed
Upon all that was pure to me.
All the sanctity inside of you
overtaken by a vicious beast.
The demons held hostage
Finally unleashed.
A herd of piercing tusks
Stomping on innocent creatures
Trying to run away
From an unexplained mystery.

That magical feeling
You once brought
Has now left me conflicted
With no escape route.
Nowhere to go,
Nowhere to run.

It’s a path in the woods,
With two turns.
Do I follow your footsteps
And crawl behind the back
Of a soulless body?
Or escape and soar
towards freedom?

I hear echoes
In my ears.
Words of reassurance.
All to mend something
That has never healed.

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