the blood that flows

are the tears that never show. 
 

my eyes are dry

but they long to cry. 

emotions rage through me

consuming every inch inside my being. 
 

i bottle everything inside

as it's the only safe place for it to hide. 
 

i run wild and free

with no place i have to be. 
 

i guide my own way

with every step i display. 
 

my path is unclear 

yet my destination feels near. 
 

as i grunge through these woods

i reminisce on Other's Childhoods.