Everything in me says "RUN"
but the world holds up a hand
tells me to wait,
to breathe,
to stay exactly where I am.
And I hate it.
Not because I don't understand,
but because stopping
means thinking..
Means hearing every though
I've tired to "outrun"
every feeling
I buried under movement.
The red light glows
like it knows something I don't..
So I sit here
engine quite now,
heart louder than ever,
wondering
If this pause is protection
or punishment.
–––xx10m
Apr 29
Apr 29, 2026 at 10:23 AM UTC
Everything in me says "RUN"
but the world holds up a hand
tells me to wait,
to breathe,
to stay exactly where I am.
And I hate it.
Not because I don't understand,
but because stopping
means thinking..
Means hearing every though
I've tired to "outrun"
every feeling
I buried under movement.
The red light glows
like it knows something I don't..
So I sit here
engine quite now,
heart louder than ever,
wondering
If this pause is protection
or punishment.
–––xx10m
Part two of the series of "Road Signs"
