First Love

Decisions bullet towards me;

Life happens too fast too handle.

 

I beg for help—

Any input that isn’t mine.

Though in the end,

I know I will not listen.

 

I have an insatiable craving

To get the fuck away.

 

From here.

From her.

 

The warnings of friends

I refused to heed

Now haunt me.

 

Searching an easy out,

Again I find myself begging,

 

Who will save me?

 

When will I decide to save myself?