I run past the sky
I talk to the moon asking why
I run, head up, shoulders back
Streaming towards something ahead
But why am I always looking back
I scream, let me go
I scream
Why is this so
I scream for my dream
A vision of tomorrow
One, I just can’t know
I stop screaming, for as I do
I, am, no, longer, dreaming
Why, then, do, I, run
From nothing
As the past, is, no longer
Something
Fuck these thoughts, they are all self-taught
They are regret, they are despair
Where free feelings are never found, and far too often rare
Take care
Take care
Please something greater
Please, fuck you, take care
I long for the sickness
I long for my illness
To no longer be here
To be there
Where I will go
Will my life show
A life I must repair
I just stare, wishing I could just know
But I don't, so I continue running
Looking back
