Full Tilt Poetry Slam

Connection with Blake

Running.

Running to save a life;

a loved one.

He already left us.

He deviated to see what he thought was a better place for him.

"Gone with the wind," they say,

"he's with a holy-being; it's going to be okay."

But they don't know what it's like to lose someone so close to you

I want to—need to save him

He was almost lost because of something so small;

it was a habit wedged into his personality.

I had to run over all of my fears to do so,

hearing the screams of my past's horror but still overcoming them.

They were crushed with a small snap underneath my feet

It was done; over.

masmalaya

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