It is a poem based on a girl who is a living test for an experiment, practised on by her tester. He destroys her many times in ruthless ways and miraculously she borns again to her original self~
I am running, unaware where I am heading to,
Trying to precede him across a million of miles,
Before he could even boldly snatch my life away.........
I am running, reluctant of living anymore willfully,
Fearing of ideally passing away countless times in his hands,
In numerous tormentous way he planned me too.......
I am running, rightly knowing he would search me though,
Exhausted of hiding sneekingly in now new different places wherein
I can feel him sensing my existence closely through..........
I am running, imperitively not able to accept it further for him,
To seek and deteriote my soul again,
Leading to regenerate into my curing flashy self instantly......
I am running, passionaltely hating my core of power i am created with,
Making me weak, proudly unaccepting it as my originality,
He will cruelly slay me over and over endlessly.........
I am running, he is strongly matching with my speedy pace,
Just a few seconds more, he will grab,
And finish me off with too another painful demise ........
I am running, contently planning to freely depart with an easy one,
Disagreeing with the ways he is casting off on me,
Unbreathingly denying the blow signaling to me.........
I am running, yet i will perish and regrow to how i was,
Crying for what the destiny wrote in my palms,
I will never escape him, he will come and catch to make me live again...........
(I wrote my dream, what I saw once in a poem)
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