I’m Running From You- a poem by Drem

Running from my past. Wasting my whole life hiding from what already happened… and now I’m out of time.

I took a long break before this. I was trying to get back into writing. So, I wrote this. I was trying. 

I’m Running, Boy – by Drem

April 13, 2015

“Let me make somethin’ clear boy,

loud and clear.

I’ve been runnin’ for days, boy,

without any fears,

through shoppin’ parkin’ lots,

survivin’ on hotel mini bars,

and now you find me here.

I’ve been runnin’

for days boy

without any fears.

Maybe years  even.

I don’t know no more.

I lost count in August

when the leaves startin their

blow.

But you find me here, boy,

after my long runnin’.

Runnin’ through the atmosphere.

Runnin’ away from sounds I don’t like.

They make me shake- those bullets,

when they’re shot off,

I shake.

I’ve been runnin’ for days boy.

Maybe years even.

Without any fears, boy.

And you find me here

with bullets busted,

finally thrown from the winds

through my back.

Not patched.

Though you got nothin’ to fear.

All this time.

Still nothin’ to fear.

You’ve got more time than I.

You took all my time. “


7 thoughts on “I’m Running From You- a poem by Drem

  1. I like this one. I enjoyed how this appears to be a short period of time. but it shows the bigger picture at the same time in each stanza. I don’t know how you did it but good on you that did. That is amazing writing as usual from you.

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    1. Really? I didn’t really care for it. I’m just being truthful. Not asking for compliments. I took a break and was writing a bunch of stuff that is out of the norm for me. I posted another about a wolf just now and it’s weird too. Not my usual. BUT THANK YOU!!!

      xoxo
      Drem

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      1. Sometimes it’s good to get out of the usual. Hell, most of my poems are about the outer limits of the mind and the metaphysical. Since I have been reading your poems, I’ve felt more comfortable sharing and writing more personal stuff, which you know for fact, is not my usual.

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  2. Sometimes all one can do is run, that’s for sure.

    The second stanza seems to be shaped like a fish for some reason. I like this. (I’m thinking that I’m a bit delirious and I’m beginning to make weird shapes in my brain and I need sleep right now. Sorry for the weirdness!) 😛

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