I like running through the dark. It's gives me the sensation of running away, and loosing the feeling of the worlds weight.
I can feel the brisk evening breeze slapping me in the face with every single step I take. When I run through out the night, I feel like I'm walking on air, and soon enough I will be taken into the clouds. In the clouds, it is peaceful. There is not anyone there to yell at you with what is right from wrong, and there is not anyone there to hiss at you for each move you take.
It's just you.
You and the moon.
Oh, the moon. So far away but yet shines diamonds. Every night, I look up at the moon and think to myself, "wouldn't it be peaceful up there?" No, I don't want to be an astronaut or anything, but, up there in the sky, wouldn't you think that it would be ever so calming? All the hatred and pain in this world of hell would be lifted into nothing but spirits. The weight of a thousand pounds on your shoulders would be lifted into a feather.
The night, some may think that it would be daunting, but to me, it makes me feel free. For it is just me and the moon.
