I know they're gaining on me.
Those shadows I run from.
I know their pace is quickly matching mine.
The tread of fear.
The course of pain.
My breath grows heavy.
I once ran towards them.
Chasing dreams, opening doors.
They slammed shut.
And now I run.
Never fast enough.
But I run.
Maybe, one day, the marathon will end.
Oct 10, 2011
Oct 10, 2011 at 6:37 PM UTC
I know they're gaining on me.
Those shadows I run from.
I know their pace is quickly matching mine.
The tread of fear.
The course of pain.
My breath grows heavy.
I once ran towards them.
Chasing dreams, opening doors.
They slammed shut.
And now I run.
Never fast enough.
But I run.
Maybe, one day, the marathon will end.