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.
This Is Gospel (Piano Version) - Panic! at the Disco by masmalaya