Living in this broken home
I just can't
I'm better off if I just roam
I shan't
Linger in a place so vile
I shall walk every mile
To get away from this nightmare
Because none of this is fair
Not like many would take notice or care

A small load
To help me down the road
Bound in leather
I hope tonight shall have good weather
As I go along the street
On these silent feet

Going where?
I don't care
Somewhere safe
My confidence may chafe
But I shall be strong
To go a distance long
Find a safe haven
And read "The Raven"

Possibly as far as our dear western shore
Oh, I hope the road won't be a bore
And I don't run into any a *****
Dear me, am I ready?
Is my mind all a steady?
Surely so,
Or else I won't go

Chance it, I must
Free from the sickening rust
Of these chains of home
Oh, the streets I shall roam

Take me, oh night
Under your endless sky, with my plight
Guide my way with your stars
Whilst I hide my scars
Nearly faded
I hope the journey isn't jaded

Running free
That's how I shall be
All night if I must
In my chances, I trust
Hope for something better
Oh, should I leave a letter?

To flee a broken home
I must roam
These streets at night
My response is flight
I must
This home I shall ******
Behind me as I run
This is not for fun
No, dear, no
This place I must let go.

- Jay M
February 4th, 2020

Took a stroll down a riverside,
shook the hands of a fish,
the sun got mad, “you can’t”
she said. So I stopped

Rode a bike near the water,
smiled at my reflection,
the sky got mad, “you can’t”
she said. So I stopped

Ran on the rocky road,
cut a flower on my way,
the moon got mad, “you can’t”
she said. So I stopped

Swam in the cold river,
touched the earth underneath,
the night got mad, “you can’t”
she said. So I stopped.

It's not like i can't see
I know beauty
I know what is beautiful
I know I'm not worth beauty

It's not like i can't feel
I know positivity
I know what is hope
I know I'm not worth any hope

It's not like I don't live
I know life
I know what it means to live
I know for a fact I don't deserve to live

If I don’t let it out soon
All my troubles and worries
All my trials and tribulations
If I can’t open up my mouth soon
I will wither
I will shrivel up like a beautiful rose
That’s been depleted of its nutrients
I shed my last tear and haven’t watered myself since
If I don’t let it out soon
I will be still addicted to something
That isn’t even good for me
Addicted to someone
That isn’t even good for me
But is everything I could ever need
But if that’s so
Then why am I still withering?
If I can’t open my mouth soon
I will never be able to change
“I just want happiness”
Is all I have to say
How can I have that when I won’t let myself
Trapping myself in this box
Was not intended
Now I’m too comfortable
In a place I don’t even want
Bounded
Cursed
Stuck
All things that I feel every second of the day
So
If I don’t let it out soon
I’m going to be just like you
And that doesn’t mean you’re a bad person
But I can’t see myself being happy like this anymore
I love you so much
I never would’ve thought leaving you would be the only way to break free
From everything holding me back
So
If I can’t open my mouth soon
I’ll just be the next stereotypical black female
And I can’t have that

It seems that
I like that
I can't have you,
but when the
challenge is over,
so are my wants.

He was lost
Time distance memory
He was cross
Darkness resistance remembering
He was him
Before the tide turned