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Hospital


10.17.13 

I hate how familiar you are,

You and your mocking ways,

Giving me Deja Vu,

Oh I can remember the days.

When I felt nothing,

Just so dead inside,

When I ran and ran,

And had no place to hide,

Roaming your halls,

Hour after hour,

I hate how I let,

You have all the power,

But you won't win,

No not anymore,

Now you can watch,

As I walk out the door.

I'm guarded now,

No more hurting me,

I hope this means,

I'm finally free.

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