I keep running

I keep ducking

I keep looking behind me.

It’s all out war

The peace treaty tore

It’s rapid fire poetry.

Tongues like knives

Sharpening on pieces of paper

I’ve got to lock the door.

I lost my best friend today

The words took her away

We can’t take it any more.

So I keep running

I keep hiding

Oh God, I’m on my knees.

Dodging assault in the rain

Lost hope outside the window pane

It’s rapid fire poetry.