Open Poetry #23 |
Running |
rm711 Member
since 2002-11-30
Posts 131Wiltshire, England |
If I stop running It will get me It will swallow me I will disappear I can’t turn to see If it’s still following me Cause I will lose speed And it will catch up with me I’ll be gone forever I’m willing myself on Why doesn’t it ever get bored? Of chasing me And move on to another I’m loosing energy I don’t know If I can carry on I’m so tired And I feel so strained It’s dragging everything Out of my soul Ripping from me All the joy in my heart And taking away Everything that I am Anger is falling upon me But I can’t waste the time All that I have left So with every part of me Every strength I haul myself onto the lowest branch And begin to climb Faster as I get higher Driving myself on So I can be hidden And safe Safe from all this hurt And all this fear All that I run from Will just fall away And leave me as I am Just me. Rosie Mitchell |
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Pilgrimage Member Elite
since 2001-12-04
Posts 3945Texas, USA |
Rosie, Good one! Effective, I felt the frantic, heavy-breathing haste. Nan (Pilgrim variety) |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
good thoughts. definately keeps the reader holding on till the end! |
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