Sharks have to move to breathe Sometimes I feel as though I am the same If I stop moving I will suffocate Relaxation feels like a pillow smothering my face
If I stop running they will catch me All the pain I’ve spilt My shame My guilt
All combined into a lurking monster Chasing me through the forest I want to pause But I can feel the monsters claws
My lungs start to ache The tears stream down my face I cannot brake I cannot lose this race