the runaway

[kyndrick laurent]

the runaway;;

fleeting glances
across wide expanses
of empty space
in a relentless place

lost in story
not one of glory
something real
that you can feel

don't fall asleep
away time will sweep
gotta stay awake
there are chances to take

don't pray to God
he'll just nod
a shake of his head
and you might end up dead

go close the door
rain starts to pour
windows open wide
it's a wild ride

ready, set, and go
you don't even know
turning with fear
it all starts here

here goes the war
say goodbye to the floor
hands on the sill
don't dare sit still

breathing so fast
don't think of the past
don't wallow in regret
over a sub-conscious bet

he'll come knocking soon
as a peek of the moon
follows your pace
in a life or death race

imagine his fists
as he clenches your wrists
choke a scream in your throat
as he starts to gloat

says you're no good
need to do what you should
had pain coming your way
should have seen it that day

and now you're alone
as the storms starts to drone
you close your eyes
use dark as your disguise

now it's okay to pray
as hope come in play
God might grant your wish
it it's not much to dish

four years from then
the tables all spin
you're a new person now
but you'll always remember how


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