Oct 2017
I hate running,
running hates me.
Every time I try running..
its as if it wants to **** me.
My heart burns,
my stomach churns,
it feels as if I am going to die.
The sun shines into my very eyes
and I stop and I start to cry.
running hates me.
Every time I try running..
its as if it wants to **** me.
My heart burns,
my stomach churns,
it feels as if I am going to die.
The sun shines into my very eyes
and I stop and I start to cry.
a light-hearted poem I created inspired by the 1 time I decided to run during the holidays. a heavy-hearted poem about running away from problems and not having enough strength to continue fighting on..
