I am constantly running from sadness
Like it’s a fate worse than death
It’s a beggar trailing behind me
It’s a gambler’s mound of debt
It’s forever looming near
Threatening to overtake my joy
So I fill with many distractions
New friends, new places, new boys
Warm bodies and an empty wallet
A new mountain grief can’t climb
But the more I fill my plate
The less stomach I have to dine
I tell myself I’m getting better
That this fullness means I’m whole
Yet even feasts can starve a body
When the hunger’s in the soul
Yet my calendar stays packed
My hands stay entirely full
My feet just won’t stop running
Can’t resist diversion’s pull
I am constantly running from sadness
Yet it still knows me by name
Wondering if I meet it, will I feel just as empty
Stop running, save my sole, feel exactly the same
Dec 30, 2025
Dec 30, 2025 at 11:10 AM UTC
I am constantly running from sadness
Like it’s a fate worse than death
It’s a beggar trailing behind me
It’s a gambler’s mound of debt
It’s forever looming near
Threatening to overtake my joy
So I fill with many distractions
New friends, new places, new boys
Warm bodies and an empty wallet
A new mountain grief can’t climb
But the more I fill my plate
The less stomach I have to dine
I tell myself I’m getting better
That this fullness means I’m whole
Yet even feasts can starve a body
When the hunger’s in the soul
Yet my calendar stays packed
My hands stay entirely full
My feet just won’t stop running
Can’t resist diversion’s pull
I am constantly running from sadness
Yet it still knows me by name
Wondering if I meet it, will I feel just as empty
Stop running, save my sole, feel exactly the same
