I’m sorry that I did it again.
I wish I haven’t
I’m angry at myself for letting me do this.
For letting me run from my problems,
again.
I know how bad it makes me to escape before thinking
it’s always easier to hide than to confront the monster.
But what you don’t know
is that the monster that you think you left behind
is just getting bigger, stronger and faster
and he’s waiting for you to stumble.
Sooner or later he’ll get you
and this time your “hide and run” plan won’t work
because the monster already knows all your tricks.
Be careful because he has his own tricks too
he may be slow but he isn’t dumb.
It may seem like he’s never going to catch you
but even the brightest day get reached by the darkest night.
After all this years being a fugitive
I've learned that he doesn’t have bad intentions
he’s just trying to help.
but as good as it is,
it still scares me.
Hopefully one day I’ll get the courage
to have a face-to-face conversation with him
and deal with all our pending matters.
Until then,
my suitcase will always be packed
with incomplete memories
and unanswered questions
for when I have to flee again.
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