So Many Things I Had Forgoten About

you're driving me out of my mind, out of my head and out of this town. For a while you were my anchor but even the greatest ships have to move. a strong enough storm can move anything

Runaway

She wants to run away. Run far away from this place. To feel her feel hit the pavement and scream “I’m free.” Run to that horizon that she’ll never reach. She doesn’t care anyway. She’s only running away from all of her problems. She doesn’t care anyway. She’ll never go back except to send her love back in bomb threats. Her heartstrings wrap around her throat, anchored back at what should have been called “home” and every step makes her choke. Home is where the heart is but she never had enough heart to call it home. A toast to every little thing you’ve ever wanted and a toast to living without them. She broke those strings and flew away, wax wings. She reached for the stars but only made it to the sun before those wings lost their will. She tumbled back down to reality with a resounding thud. She picked up her bruised heart and stared ahead. The road is straight and smooth, its her that is broken. The road less traveled is just a detour from the easy way out. Everyone reaches for those stars and the select few that are able to grasp them have done so through using others as stairs. The reason gets lost in the rhymes and starry eyes. It’s all so utterly pointless. An effort for something greater than any of us will ever be. Turn her pockets inside out and dump those skeletons out on the road. They’ll be better company than she’s had in years. She’s going out of her mind and in all honesty she never wants to come back. No one would miss her anyway. She’s running away.