No Escape
I thought escaping your prison
would be enough.
I thought I would be better
when I didn’t have
to see you
talk to you.
But leaving your presence
hasn’t left you behind.
I still hear the echo of
your words
your lies.
Fear of you finding me
fear of you replacing me
fear of you not caring anymore
fear of me still seeking your love –
fears of you are crushing me.
Most of all,
I fear that I haven’t actually escaped
that I never will.
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