Away From Here

first it was a lot of silence
then I may have felt a little anger
at myself, displaced
and directed at the world
passively, as I could get no further than
face to face
before everything has already fallen away
selfishly, how ever I keep closing my eyes

where to go
every step towards what I want seems to be a step backwards
if I follow the flow, I can
hop, skip and jump
over
but, I've
gotten lodged long before this poem began