I run.
I run from my past.
I run from my pain.
I run from my fears and
from the things I cannot change.
I run from things I’ve done.
I run from who I became.
I run from the time I have lost and
from the mistakes I have made.
I run from what is now.
I run from what I see.
The images burn like fire and are
permanently etched in my memory.
I run.
I run.
My heart pounds through the ice.
My feet and the pavement are one.
Nothing can touch me,
but I’ve paid my price.
Yet still, I run.
I run.
I run until I can run no more.
I run until I fall to the floor.
Rock bottom is here.
Murky but still perfectly clear.
The past is the past;
it is said and done.
All I can do is continue to run.

6 Responses to I Run.

  1. Nina says:

    Wow! That’s well written! It’s really good. Did you write this?

  2. Merle says:

    Hi Rhi ~~ I love your poem and thank
    you for sharing it with us. Though I
    do hope you can stop running and slow down and enjoy your life.
    It was lovely to hear from you after
    so long and glad you enjoy some of my jokes etc. Take care, my friend.
    Love, Merle.

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  4. Teresa LO_C says:

    Hello from Hong Kong!
    How are you? Just wondering if you have written a melody to your poem. It would be great if you did, as I would love to sing it! =)
    All the best! TCP


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