My feet slap against the sidewalk
As my heart pounds
Everything is quiet
Nature makes no sounds
Blood pumps through my veins
As I blindly run
No destination
What am I running from?
I run from my fears
But nothing is really there
If nothing is chasing after me
Then why am I so scared?
I flee from my past
Before it catches up to me
I run from things
I want no one to see
All I do is run
Time is slipping by
And I just keep on going
I refuse to stay and cry
I refuse to break down
So I just keep on moving
But I'm running this race
That I know I'm losing
Reminders of my past come slow and steady
Like the lazy Spring rain
And I have to push myself harder
To avoid all of my pain
My fears are alongside my past
So I have to increase my speed
because my past cuts deep
my fear wants me to bleed
I run from who I was
And who I don't want to be
I've left myself behind
Anjie is no longer me
YOU ARE READING
A little piece of me
PoetrySome amateur poems and the occasional rant. Titles with *** at the end are my personal favorites