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.