I'm running,
running from you.
I'm running,
escaping from you.
I'm running,
I'm crying because of you.
All this emotions bottled up,
Like a water pouring onto
a bucket,
And finally it spills.
I spill.
I start crying uncontrollably,
sadness, sorrowful,
I thought to myself.
Running through the dark,
not seeing anything,
or something.
I know running through
the darkness
Is another unknown world,
of the problems chasing you.
Wanting to kill you.
All this people,
saying they know you,
That you're nothing,
And that one day,
when you die,
no one will care.
"No one will care,"
It ran through
my thoughts.
The problem was you,
you are always making
me miserable.
You know nothing
of the truth,
about me.
I start running
faster,
As I was
blinded by the light.
"It's time,"
I said to myself,
As I felt my
heartbeat,
Stop,
and my life
stopped.
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Can't You See The Problem?
PoetryPeople always say they know you.. You want to know the real truth about me? Well first of all, can't you see the problem about you?