Run Run, they say Steady rhythm of feet Lungs fighting and Sweat flying, toes Curling on pavement. Catapulting anxiety Startling, shaking hands Fingers nimble around the pencil. Listen to music, soothing . Close the door Switch the lock Hear its metallic click, Ignore the pounding On the other side Just focus on what’s inside. Withering inked pages Spilled with syllables Strung narratives singing Of myths and fables. Heat, lips pressing Hands sliding, touching Passion snatching Peace of mind and breath Inexplicably away. Bleaching white pixels Computer screens, Clicking consoles Digital galaxies eating Cast away human sanity. Wet, soaked sneakers Stretching morning sunlight Dazzling dew Hurt lungs Tear-stung eyes Raw cheeks Grass and soil, Puddles recoil With every splash. Run, We all run Run away Run to our own Remedies, Those gems Which allow A breath of *air