Run, desire,
ran life too long
to still crave the same
old reckless darkness.
Move away
choose to live.
Forget addiction to the flesh
nothing but a shell,
passing in time
to become superseded.
No longer run from thyself,
accept all this
imperfection.
So many reflections
from the past
chasing us through the future,
obsolete passed with time.
Desire of the flesh
darkness, no longer my choice
Is to live.
© steve sniukas