For the sake of my name, I ran away
Leaving behind my falling astray,
Which I didn‘t think I could convey
Their sentiments that might betray.

For the sake of them, I did pretend
That it doesn‘t matter: I sketched
Nor maybe I let my lies feel dissipated
Which causes a tremendous fear to transcend.

For the sake of my dreams, I circumvent
Even if I swam in a deep ocean or ascent
As long as I find my qoutient‘s content
That turned me to every toxins fervent.

For my sake, I should check less the peck
And not to run and pretend I wasn‘t a wreck
In Penelope‘s stake, never avert a fleck
Because she let herself be a dreck.
© mixaiel