"When I try and run away"

I push all the bad memories away, I fix a suitcase, I book a ticket and I go. It takes me a while to get used to it, the sense of freedom, careless and overindulgent. It feels natural and necessary. I see trucks, ferries, roads, rivers going by and I don't stop_I don't ever want to stop. Maybe eventually I will realise that I have nowhere to go.