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IT
I have to get away
I can no longer fight
I've been running for so long
There's no end in sight
I'm not sure what IT is
But I know IT wants death
IT wants to see me take
My very last breath
All around me
Is a thick, dark haze
There is no map
For this twisted, black maze
I turn a corner
And face a wall
I give up
On my knees I fall
I hear IT approach me
From behind
I begin to fear
That I'm losing my mind
Because when I turn
So I can see
IT's just a mirror
And in it is me...
I can no longer fight
I've been running for so long
There's no end in sight
I'm not sure what IT is
But I know IT wants death
IT wants to see me take
My very last breath
All around me
Is a thick, dark haze
There is no map
For this twisted, black maze
I turn a corner
And face a wall
I give up
On my knees I fall
I hear IT approach me
From behind
I begin to fear
That I'm losing my mind
Because when I turn
So I can see
IT's just a mirror
And in it is me...
Published 24th Dec 2013
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Running from yourself? Hmm very interesting. Leaves some room for interpretation and lets my mind really wander of the endless possibilities. A nice deep poem you have here. Bravo :)
24th Dec 2013 6:36am
Running from myself, yeah that's what I was going for. Thanks for the comment.
24th Dec 2013 6:41am
24th Dec 2013 1:29pm
Always watching out for IT. Even more so when it's me. I try to stay clear of mirrors for this very reason. Enjoyed Ms Ashleigh. Thanks for that.
24th Dec 2013 10:39pm
