Running away from my past
Through the forest I run away from my past
But I just can’t escape the spell that’s been cast
I try to break down the branches that come in my way
For everyone represents a mistake I’ve made to this day
I try to run down a few different paths
But so many are blocked and I’m filled with such wrath
Another deadly sin I have now committed
Have I any chance left of finding forgiveness
I trip and fall into a puddle of mud
The mud sticks to me the same as my blood
I try to gain the strength to carry on
But I can’t find a reason to continue my run
With no one to talk to and no where to go
I seek comfort in others with morals as low
For the rats gather round to comfort a lost soul
But their reasons for doing so leave me still cold
By Jo Deeprose
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