Going for a run to help clear my mind
Trying to clear the pain away
Your memory is just a step behind
its all I can do to not start to pray.
The sound of my feet falling doesn't help,
I drift back in to the days of us
Of how wonderful your warmth felt,
of how I could never get enough.
The night begins to grow dark,
I can't remember why I ended it,
As the street lights start to spark,
my footing begins to slip.
Sprawled on the wet pavement,
my blood run like a river,
but my thoughts don't relent,
your memory makes me quiver.
I feel that no pain is enough,
for the mistake I have made,
I get up and dust myself off,
I'll never be able to let you fade.
The city never seems to end,
my muscles never seem to fatigue,
as my mind will slowly rend,
at the haunting memory of your intrigue.
poetry
