I wanted to run.
Outrun the insane wave of thought and emotion I've been wrought with (or in denial about being so)
Run-
Until my insides scream, my chest hurt, my feet burn
And my legs give out and leave me in a sodding heap.
Then,
Then I wanted to pick myself up and run some more.
Until the music in my ears become no more than the wind going crazy,
Until I am so, so painful that I'm numb,
Until I am shaky and delirious.
Until,
I can't quite tell that I'm crying anymore.
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