Poem #105 Run

Seizing upon any excuse;
He runs.
Telling no one
If he is running
Away from something,
Or to it.

Telling lies.
He admits nothing.
His terror revealed
Only to those who care
To look
Into his stricken eyes.
And those who do,
Quickly look away.

Whatever it is
They see there.
That it might reflect
A personal
And, as yet,
Unacknowledged horror
In their own lives

They, too,
will feel
The in explicable
Need to

Serenitree Serenitree
70+, F
2 Responses Aug 18, 2011

I care to look, but I hope to see hope reflected in your eyes. *Virtual eyes* that would be. Meaning your words. As they are the only windows I have to look into your heart.

Oh, gosh, I hope not. I don't know where those words came from, but in my mind, I saw someone who's life is so out of control that he is just running and running and getting nowhere. I don't want to think of you feeling that kind of desperation.