poem: running from – 05/03/22


© 2022 Lauren M. Hancock Poetry and Prose.

im running from the light
sometimes it burns it sears my retinas
im running from the light its too good to take,
these prophets, seers

i don’t need their hints at fate which aren’t
even accurate as of late
I can determine my own cloud
witness this
I’ma tempt and leap all bounds

I want to explore the darkness
trail in shadows but still exist in light
a dichotomy of reasons, new tomorrows
in which I aim to take both sides with flight
with light
with fight

the shadows treasure me hereon in
they know I know what it means to sin
but the stagnancy of these fails to pour in
I don’t need heredity circumstance
I have no need for falsity
I am here and now I am visible
low or highbrow

I don’t care to run any longer
the past is not worth a shard
a victim’s mentality
arriving on a birthday ever so early
gravitated armour
shaded malignancy

I don’t need these
I choose the light,
It captures me.
what am I running towards?
the new me. Why?
© 2022 Lauren M. Hancock Poetry and Prose. All rights reserved.
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