Where do I run to,
when I’m running from my own soul.
How do I skip through,
decayed memories turning to coal.

Where do I run to,
when I’m scared at night.
Will changing the lens I see through,
turn my black ink into white?

Where do I run to,
when it’s a war in my head,
loud voices and cries that grew,
like fires in a dry field that spread.

Where? Where do I run to?

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