My Own Stranger
By Allie Marie
I’ve become a stranger,
although my heart is screaming at me.
It is not what they call danger.
They say sometimes you have to flee.
If this is the way,
I don’t want it.
I shouldn’t have to.
I want to know who started this?
This hell haunted cycle.
I know this role isn’t mine to play.
It isn’t me.