I'm running away from these falsehoods I've created, the images I've placed in my Imaginary world...
That world, my world, has now spiraled out of control!
I am no longer in possession of my own thoughts and feelings...
They are running wild, taking me places I do not wish to go, showing me things I do not want to see...
But, as I run away, I fear I will be lonely again...Lonely without those made up Hopes, Promises, and Loves...
Those feelings pull me back, as I struggle against the current; the rushing storm...
I haven't seen a storm in a while...I am intrigued...I want to stay and watch; I want to witness the tragedy, the beauty, the End...
I cant though, I must keep running...I must keep my distance from the world I've created...the world that feels so real, but is a Lie...
I must keep running...
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wow
escaping false pretentions and facades is very diffcult..you tale atsrong vow here..well done a good piece.visit me and my poetry..may be you would find something worthwhile -
beautiful
introspection...at its peak..we all do....you are candid and getting about sterilising urself to immunity....pretty think this one
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