Prepare, to be afraid...

Monday, December 30, 2013

Borderlands

Snow-capped freedom looming in sight,
Visibility not more than a kilometre,
Speeding towards it on a stolen metal horse,
With hopes of leaving behind missed calls and twitter,

The vehicle moved faster than it should have,
And I knew the wind was on my side,
Keeping my hands from shaking,
Crossing a blue bull mid stride,

Within minutes of the destination,
The coward inside broke out,
I turned back even though I knew,
The regret in my head will forever scream and shout,

Only now do I realize,
The realization that makes me want to throw a fit,
If I had gone through, I could have avoided today,
Tomorrow, and all the rest of it. 

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