Monday, July 16, 2018

Hunted

Its a muted pursuit for happiness
Sometimes i climb mountains
Walk on pitch dark thorny paths
Only to look back
You are on my back
Flashing blue lights
Am i an animal?
To be chased
And hunted
Don't lie to the world
In my hunger
In my distress
I am still a home to my blood
When this night is over
I hope you are there
To see the sun rise
From a place you despised
I hope its not too late
To see that in the mute pursuit
You became a nightmare
That made a dark night even more evil
Let the children come to me


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