Self-Injury: A Struggle

Gallery of Pain: i ran by weaver1

By weaver1
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Tags: weaver, poetry, poem

i ran home today.
i ran all the way home.
i was walking.
faster and faster.
and something drove me on.
i couldn't stand it no more.
so i ran.
i ran past the busstops.
past the lights.
past the cars and the people.
past the trees.
past all the roads.
i saw a cat.
i ran through the leaves.
i ran through the puddles.
i stepped on the mud.
i ran up the steps
i ran over stones.
under dark sideways.
i ran and i ran.
my heart was burning.
all i could hear was the sound of my shoes hitting the ground..
and the sound of my breathing.
i only wished to get knocked down.
so i kept on running.
and running.
i ran because i had no reason to.
i ran because i can't let go.
i ran because i am here and gone.
i ran because everything else fades away.
i ran because i have nothing else.
i ran because i want to breathe.
i ran because i was afraid.
i ran because i am so very scared.
i ran because i know.. i have to face my fear.
i ran because i want to be alive again.
i ran because i feel lighter this way.
i ran because life isn't easy.
i ran because i had no more reason not to.
i ran because i don't want to think anymore.
i ran because time has no meaning.
i ran because i want to leave everything behind.
i ran because i want to feel the wind in my hair.
i ran because, only then, i would know that i'm truly breathing.
i ran because.. i can't stop hurting.

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