On the Run

 Long dreary nights, life feels slowed

Phone beside me, so I make plans

For a midnight sneak-out

I broke the trust from my parents bestowed upon me

I’m seeing the quickest route to the local convienience store

Now I’m dashing down the street

Night planes in the sky

Frosted trees preceding me

My heart’s racing, and I try to be calm

But it’s hard, since I’m on the run

written by Zoe