I'm running fast.
I'm running past,
All the bad things I did.
From my past,
And my present,
Even my future abyss.
I'm running fast.
Trying to outrun the pain,
That's pushing me to my brink.
I'm running fast,
Being chased by all my past decisions.
Don't think a lamb can outrun her,
Demons.
YOU ARE READING
Dim.
PoetryTired of trying to be everything. Trying to be perfect. Wrong paths and wrong people and missed opportunities. Am I letting my mental illness take over my life? A look into the mind of a BPD, Anxiety ridden woman. With no identity but her Panic. W...
