I can't seem to take a break.
Can't stop to catch my breath.
But even if I could.
I know I don't want to.
Because if I did,
I'd never start running again.
And that terrifies me.
To never be able to run.
Because it's estasy,
I'm high on running.
And I never want to stop.
Because if I stop,
All the things I've been running from,
In my life,
Will catch me.
And hurt me.
And I know
I'll scream and bleed.
Begging to be let go.
Because I'm not as strong as I put myself up to be.
I'm human just like you.
And yes, I have feelings too.
But that doesn't seem to matter.
When you crush them,
Without even thinking.
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You mean "ecstasy"?
I like this piece...hard to the core and full of truth... -
great write sweetie!!
i loved the flow and the message is great
we are all able to feel if its pain, happy, or sad its all known to each of us! and no one is truely as strong as they may come out to be and if they are the went through low times to get there amazing poem love bunches,
endless-lover -
this is really good. i hope you dont always have to be running. its feels like ive been running for a long time. but for me its more af a burden. its like i have to run. or else all of my secrets are going to catch me. and nobody will never see me the same way. very good write. i hope you have more like it!!
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