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What if you're not ready? What if you don't want to be set? But you're supposed to be, So reluctantly you do it anyway But why? If it's not for you, then it's for them. Except, it's not Don't you get tired? Don't you just want to leave? Not because of anything they did The hurtful things they said, You're stronger than that Yet you still want to leave The worst feeling is you can't figure it out, why you want to go When everything in your life seems to be going perfectly But you're still not happy, And it's not your fault So why do I run, you ask? I seek perfection and nothing at the same time I just run because that's what I know I don't think I'm scared of anything And it's not because I don't love you I run away for me Me and only me I don't know if I'll ever stop I imagine it would be nice To let people back into my life again But I'm not ready for that yet You running along beside me does not bring me comfort Rather, it's the exact opposite I am the most okay with myself when I am unsure what is ahead Running, running, still running Everything I am, was, depended on, knew, loved, hoped for, dreamed All fading fast behind me And yet I keep running, All because I'm not ready, nor do I want to ever be set, I just wish to forget it all and you with it
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Jan 18, 2016
Jan 18, 2016 at 11:31 PM UTC
Ready, set... Run
What if you're not ready? What if you don't want to be set? But you're supposed to be, So reluctantly you do it anyway But why? If it's not for you, then it's for them. Except, it's not Don't you get tired? Don't you just want to leave? Not because of anything they did The hurtful things they said, You're stronger than that Yet you still want to leave The worst feeling is you can't figure it out, why you want to go When everything in your life seems to be going perfectly But you're still not happy, And it's not your fault So why do I run, you ask? I seek perfection and nothing at the same time I just run because that's what I know I don't think I'm scared of anything And it's not because I don't love you I run away for me Me and only me I don't know if I'll ever stop I imagine it would be nice To let people back into my life again But I'm not ready for that yet You running along beside me does not bring me comfort Rather, it's the exact opposite I am the most okay with myself when I am unsure what is ahead Running, running, still running Everything I am, was, depended on, knew, loved, hoped for, dreamed All fading fast behind me And yet I keep running, All because I'm not ready, nor do I want to ever be set, I just wish to forget it all and you with it
Greghaff
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Jan 18, 2016
Jan 18, 2016 at 11:31 PM UTC
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