~Run~

A man and his box  
A long way from home  
Telling stories of aliens  
Robotic men and Rome  
 
This man took his box  
Mad as he was  
And ran far away  
Escaping his flaws  
 
A significant sound  
This box created  
The man ran again  
I knew he was ill-fated  
 
He brought me along  
Only for a short time  
But again we ran  
Escaping our crime  
 
He told me the story  
Of others like he  
Who they were  
And what they would be  
 
A tear was never shed  
By this shell of a man  
His eyes were too heavy  
And so again we ran  
 
We made a stop  
Back to his past  
And we both knew  
It would be my last  
 
When he left  
I put his memory on a shelf  
I'll never forget the man  
Who ran from himself