Running
My legs burn
And my chest contracts
With each step I take.
I run to get away.
To leave my problems behind me.
This time is different.
I'm running for you
And I don't know why.
My legs give out from under me.
Blood pounding in my ears.
You grab onto my hand
And quickly release it.
It seems pointless;
While I am running to you,
You are pulling
Farther
And
Farther
Away from me.
This poem is about:
Me