Lately I feel like I’ve been drowning,
Surpressing everything as my reality surrounds me,
A constricted throat under hatred’s grasp,
Suffocating myself and my own feelings using my cold hands.
I feel like crying but I hold it in,
My favorite pastime is distracting myself from breaking over every little thing.
Even if it feels like I could implode,
From constantly chasing something unknown,
I continue to run with a heavy heart and body,
As my breath crystallizes in the cold and feet start to get bloody.
Running is something I’ve always done,
Chasing after something that could be defined as fun.
Lately I thought I found something that made me feel like living,
But just as quick as it came, I lost track of it from my cold, blurry vision.
Now I’m back where I started and I look around the soft haze,
I feel my eyes water as I collapse from running for days.
All that time I spent trying to escape from myself,
Lead me back to where I came from, or maybe I just never left.
© Grinchy