I fear I'm forgetting.
I'm forgetting how to write, to remember, to live.
When all my focus is to run.
I'm running forward; no,
I'm running away.
However, it's like I'm running from the sun,
Impossible.
Inevitable.
I cannot run away forever.
Secretly, I know, to run forward (truly)
I must turn around.
And face the past that I can't sever.
Someone once told me-
My strength was unmatched.
Maybe my strength has forgotten.
I cannot test it,
When I'm so scarred to be bested.
So I run.
I pick up pace when I feel I'm being followed.
Break away
So I may lose my pursuer,
No one is ever there.
I'm running from my own shadow.
Inescapable.
BẠN ĐANG ĐỌC
Because Life is Bittersweet
Thơ CaThis is my first collection of poetry I've chosen to share. It is a mix of high moments of love, low moments of loss, and the deep feelings that surround my passion Please vote, comment, and share! © 2013 JenafurMae