Survive.

TheOpenWindow

He didn’t want to,
But he had to,
Run away with someone’s lunch
To feed his own stomach,
To keep his blood pumping,
Heart beating.
He didn’t want to,
But he had to,
Wear someone else’s robe
To cover his own flesh,
Hide those marks,
Fade those scars.
He didn’t want to,
But he had to,
Hit the barrel and
Run away with the bag
To have somewhere to live,
To escape to,
And to call “home”.
He knew it was wrong,
He knew he was sinning,
But he still had to
Continue this chase
In order to
Survive.

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Guilty.

TheOpenWindow

Her green eyes bit into
His grey mind,
Stony, then warm,
Hard, then compassionate,
Boring into his clouded conscience,
Reminding him of
Her welcoming smile, disarming
All his defences,
Reminding him of her sleepless nights
As she stays up late, waiting for him,
As he buries himself deep inside
Someone else,
Someone who is not her,
A different shape, so foreign to him,
And her images keep flashing
Inside his grey mind,
Guilty as charged.

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