My mother once told me to stop running away
For I have an act of doing so
Avoiding my problems I feel only I create
It’s impossible to know any different
As a child I never stopped, for if a moment passed, I would be ripped apart
So I run
From my past
The life I was given
And forced to live
Running from each decision I make
Stumbling but never given up
Getting to a place where I Can’t Breathe
But I continue
For the pain of facing what’s there is far greater than if I never stop running
At least I know there’s no false hope
Of being able to end
For the only ending that will give me a break
Would be the end itself