Two Years
By Ashley O’Hare
If in two years
I am still living here,
run for the hills-
the end is near.
If I never escape
this suffocating town,
please give me a reason
to hide my frown.
Keeping an air of positivity
is positively hurting me.
I cannot keep this smile on my face
as I pass time counting trees.
It is a beautiful town
if your heart hasn’t been poked with a stake,
but I am scared out of my mind-
leaving is for my own selfish sake.
That sounds beautifully painful ❤
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