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Espresso manic Oct 2018
They always said the sky is the limit,
But they never said how to get there.

When the twists of life tried to keep me down,
i ran away.
When they came back for me,
i packed my bags and ran.
The bags slowed me down and yet, i couldn’t leave them behind.

During my escape i planned my journey and met more travelers.
Their bags seemed as heavy as mine, but our grips were adamant to the load.
Eventually i dared to fly.
Flying was easy. Up in the air, where gravity’s pull is weaker
made my bags lighter, and I soar higher.

Did i dare fly too high? Did i forget about the bags?
Oh mama, no one told me to be careful of flying too high.
Now i’m back to running,
running for one more breath of pure air.
Sunset Meadows Oct 2018
I need a fix
My blade
It's my only comfort
Music is the only one
That understands
Everyone says they do
But when are they there?
I'm hidden from everyone
Who would come looking for me
If I ran?
Ran from everything
I know where I would go
I know how
It would be easy
Who would risk everything
Just to find me?
Would anyone even care?
I wanna run
Anywhere but here
If someone cares they'll find me
ive never stopped running,
running because i am being chased, and chasing something.
chasing things that will complete me,
and running from things that made me incomplete in the first place.
i dont really know if ill ever stop running, half of me knows ill eventually wear myself out and become nothing but bones. but until that day comes, i will continue running desperately.
Do you hear voice?

Do you notice

When she comes

Do you see what she does?

When she talks,

Do you notice her influences?

Do you hear her orders?

The world obeys hers

Do you look at her eyes

And notice the move of her waves

Are you good in sail

If you are ,you must sail

In her eyes and you will gain

A sorrow, regret and high pain

Do you examine your feel

When she goes away without say

One or two words or speech all day

Do you see her smile ?

The east and west look shine

The moon is in the right

The sun gives more light

The birds are singing

The smooth winds are blowing

Spreading best smelling

The water decrease its running

The rain gets lowering

The happy is shinning

The sadness is vanishing

All meet with smile

As she comes with smile
the love of god is the gift ,needing help of the creatures.
Tristan Brown Oct 2018
Sometimes we run.
Sometimes not fast enough
to escape our problems.

But sometimes we run so
fast we forget to slow
down and enjoy our gift.
You don't always have to go full speed. I promise you're runnung fast enough
lovelywildflower Oct 2018
this is where i feel rebellious and free
no pain
no feelings
just focusing on the feeling
of my feet hitting the ground
and knowing i'm really not supposed to do this
smiling and laughing
losing my breath
i always do this at least once a year
it's my tradition
running through the hallways at school
i'm free
teachers are teaching
the hallways are empty
and i'm just running
Alif Imran Oct 2018
I've chased the butterfly
I've chased the pain away
Now i can rectify
To build my own gateway

My mind they stop running
I can now sit and say
My mind they chose to stay
I say no more running

At times I am slipping
On this slippery way
Slipping again from you
And no one catching me

Each fall i fell deeper
Each fall I am scattered
i had to hoard and build
My decaying body
Using words and my tears
Each fall took my perfection away
Broken but they work anyway
If not, eventually

They'll work
My body,
They'll work
If not now
Eventually.
D Baby Bey Oct 2018
NC
Thirsty waters,
lapping at the shoreline.
on those salty beaches,
of my sweet, sweet, Caroline.
The melting horizon,
pools in the bay.
From the grey clouds of storm,
sending down their rain.
Wet and heavy clothes,
stick against our skin.
But feet, light and merry,
running in the sand.
Sabrina Sep 2018
just lie down
and breathe
just take my hand
be calm
it'll be over soon
but its never over
i have this person at the back of my heels
hes always chasing me
im running
and i trip
he kicks me on the ground until
im bleeding
theres no hiding from him
hes everywhere
outside, in the air, underground, across the world
Everywhere
stopdoopy Oct 2018
I'm running out
and drying up
you've left me no more tears to cry
love

gone is our time
my soul a stone
stuck beneath waves
of emotional toll

so please
get out
let me dream of something more
pleasant

I can't do this forever
and sooner or later
it's you or me
who will be dust
I think this was made before "Laundry", and it's based on the same premise on me being sick of dreaming of my ex and how in the dream I go somewhere, run into her, eventually one of us talks,  and we end up being friends again.

However, since I've actually posted "Laundry" I think I only dreamt about her twice since? And that only happened early on after the poem, which is great.

Growth happens, it just takes time.
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