Rebecca Walters


Run Away - Poem by Rebecca Walters

Everyone expects something from me
Meeting those expectations
Is harder than you'd think

Yesterday, tommorow, or today
What difference does it make?
Night is too short
Day comes too soon
When the sun gets up, I do too

Many things I have
Make this life worth living
Maybe it is ungrateful to say
Sometimes I wish I were someone else

Someone free like the wind
Joyfully dancing under the rain
Without being afraid
Of catching a cold the next day

Someone who's mattres was the grass
Who's blanket were the stars
With bare feet and messy hair
And for once not care

Simply forget about
Yesterday, Tommorow, or Today
What difference would it make?
I'd wake up with a smile on my face
The same way I fell asleep the previous day

Run, run away, somewhere
Anywhere storms can't come my way
Where the summer days never end
Where the wild flowers can bloom
For I am one too

Run, Run Away
Until I find that place
Where I can forever stay


Comments about Run Away by Rebecca Walters

  • (1/30/2010 12:51:00 PM)


    If hell is other people, it's nice to imagine a fantasy where you can be alone with nature. Nature doesn't judge you, doesn't ask you to pay your bills, doesn't make you work for a living and support a middle class existence. Nature doesn't really notice you which is why it's so inviting. This is very beautifully worded. My only problem with the desert island fantasy....hell is other people, but hell is also being alone. That's why it's just a fantasy I guess. Anyways thanks for sharing your sentiments. (Report) Reply

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  • (1/28/2010 8:57:00 PM)


    only one word ' excellent ' (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 28, 2010



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