i like to
sleep alone
because my demons
do not like strangers
and my pillow
is soaked in blood.
i am nobody’s girl
a child of the wind
the sea and the stars.
no one waits
for me
when i come home
because i never go.
i have always
liked running.
it silences
the madness
in my brain
that says too many things
i do not want to know.
i do not look back
and only chase things
i will never have.
they say
but you don’t have
to
do it
all on your own
but what if
i want to?
About the Creator
Sara
Don’t look for love.
Be love.
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Comments (2)
My demons don't like strangers either. Loved your poem!
I love it, especially the blood soaked pillow. But I love the picture even more! That's incredible 😁