Runaway Poem by Harley Morriss

somedays i think of running from it all
droppin to my knee and take the fall
or take a gun and put my brains on the wall
somedays i break down and almost cry
praying to god that i'm ready to die
and slit my wrist for every lie

other days i feel in alive
then fake and deprived
wishing i would go to hell
and put in my soultary cell
to rot for life
and live alone with my knife

i do this cause i'm with my fears
caused with no life and pears
demons screaming in my ears

when the wind screams
and i roll from my dreams
i see your face
and remember that i'm a discrace
somedays i feel like putting brains on the wall
cause i faced my fall
or should i run from it all?

the truth is i only love one
the only one
but i think we are done
i wish she was my hun
i want to call you mine
i love you still
and will to the end till