look out the window.

brain runs,

when body is in fear,

switches off in a click,

all thoughts go to run,

run bitch run ,

run bitch

 

run.

 

thats what they want me to do right?

thats what they did no?

 

left my body massacred,

stretched across different continents,

legs planted in one, running,

arms lengthed out across the other world,

with nails struck onto palms,

different homes to mark the pain,

mind running havoc,

whilst I let the gangsta out of me,

fighting, whilst I squirm,

 

whilst I run from the Hunters,

the Hunters named in my Blood,

I sprint,

we share blood,

eyes, ears, names,

we have shared deaths,

marriages,

we have shared rooms,

Ya Rabb,

we shared Fathers,

you met my Father,

you know of my Dad,

you greet my brothers,

you look in the faces of my brother’s,

Knowing you are doing what you are doing,

When you have children yourself,

Girls alike,

 

Though spread across lands,

Body mangled in storylines

The Heart still pumps its way through,

Knowing how to navigate even whilst Blind,

She declares her feelings,

and the Path reveals itself,

Heart knows,

 

Recently,

She keeps declaring her End again, recently,

She wants Out,

 

they are here again.

 

this time,

i’m not running.

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the Whales came.

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