Run.

Art : Hide.

By Sakuan.

Sometimes you just write whatever you think, no direction, no deep thought, error galore, and it feels good. The thought of perfection not in sight, and you overcome the thought of perfection which most often than not leads to inaction.

i ran away because i did not belong there, i was never part of them, i didn’t fit in at all, no one ever took my side, i was always wrong in their eyes. i lost everything when she died, i did not have anyone to vouch for me when she left, this is my reality right now, this is who i am right now, this is what i am right now, this is who i had to be, this is what i can be, this is all i can be, you can say whatever you want about me but there is one thing you can never do and that is say that i am a coward, i never cower, i was alaways there no matter what, i left not because i was a scared, i left because i was lonely and alone. right now i feel like i belong, i feel like these are my people, they understand who i am, they understand where i come from, they know where i come from but they still took me with an open heart, this is what we live for, this is why i will always love them, even more than my family. i did not choose my family but i chose them, that says a lot. my father never understood me, maybe this is spite but, oh well, it is what it is. i went missing and he never looked for me, why have me in the first place. maybe it was mothers death that turned him blind for he was never the same after that, but daddy you had other people to think of, you had me, and my brothers and yet you still chose the bottle. this was not a family anymore, these were just strangers living under one roof, we barely talked, everybody minded their own business, everybody had their own thing to do, and that was the life we lived, a pathetic one. now i am all grown and i swear never to put my children through any of what i went through.

By Nu Nazareth.