There’s no one left to run to,
So just run back to yourself…
***
“Look at you, you seem so sad.
Just listen to me, it’s not so bad.
I’m here for you, I always am.
You ran so far, but no one gives a damn.”

“Give up now, it’s for the best,
But don’t even think to take a rest.
Just keep on moving, you’re circle’s safe
Not even death will bring your grace.”
***
There’s no one left to tell you,
So for the first time…you tell yourself.
***
“I know it’s dark tonight, and you feel lost.
You lost your way from all the streets you crossed.
Whisper lightly on the air,
“I’m crying on this sidewalk and nobody cares…””

“You are a psycho trapped in your mind,
Making you feel like the only one of your kind.
Just look up, there’s not a star in the sky,
Your world is dying and it’s leaving you behind…”


I had a rough night, this is basically me talking to myself.


The short version and key highlight of the story is I was overemotional and ran three blocks frantically to go find comfort in a person who was no longer there.