Run
What’s wrong with me?
I keep running and running.
Running away
My mind wants to stop, but my feet keep moving.
Could it be that this immortal beast could be my problem?
Literally
Could it be a problem that I’m running from?
Like I’ve always done. When I threw it away
When I threw us away. When I threw real love away.
Because my insensitivity overrode your feelings
Even when I could see your heart crying out for me not to let you slip way.
But my naïve ways blocked me from seeing that emotionally.
Could it be that the real problem is me?
That my laziness is driving everyone away.
Could it be that I am the real beast?
That I am running from my own carelessness to deal with my heart
I left you there on the ground, broken.
Then my neglect turned to anger that I directed towards you
This drove you away even more.
Now you are too far away from me to reach out to again
I can’t face you anymore.
Me and me heart are afraid of rejection.
Now you blackmail us. I turned you away and now you do the same.
You shade your real feelings to keep the laughter and gossip down.
I and my heart are two different people
Two different feelings. Two different worlds
Like dirt and water. Opposites.
My flesh hates you. I despise you for no reason.
My heart adores you. Yearns for you and can’t go a day without hearing the name.
Can’t you see that I’m hurting?
I am the wind that floats gaily above ground and avoids the dirt below
Then I lash out every second.
I am calm and then I am wild
Can’t you see that I am not tame without you?
You are the soil that wants nourishment.
Sun, water, and life.
Then I took it with my selfishness.
I want to be the Sun.
I want to be the one that raises you when you wilt.
I want to be the one to rise because I have a purpose.
I am running still
But now I’m running towards you.
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What’s wrong with me?
I keep running and running.
Running away
My mind wants to stop, but my feet keep moving.
Could it be that this immortal beast could be my problem?
Literally
Could it be a problem that I’m running from?
Like I’ve always done. When I threw it away
When I threw us away. When I threw real love away.
Because my insensitivity overrode your feelings
Even when I could see your heart crying out for me not to let you slip way.
But my naïve ways blocked me from seeing that emotionally.
Could it be that the real problem is me?
That my laziness is driving everyone away.
Could it be that I am the real beast?
That I am running from my own carelessness to deal with my heart
I left you there on the ground, broken.
Then my neglect turned to anger that I directed towards you
This drove you away even more.
Now you are too far away from me to reach out to again
I can’t face you anymore.
Me and me heart are afraid of rejection.
Now you blackmail us. I turned you away and now you do the same.
You shade your real feelings to keep the laughter and gossip down.
I and my heart are two different people
Two different feelings. Two different worlds
Like dirt and water. Opposites.
My flesh hates you. I despise you for no reason.
My heart adores you. Yearns for you and can’t go a day without hearing the name.
Can’t you see that I’m hurting?
I am the wind that floats gaily above ground and avoids the dirt below
Then I lash out every second.
I am calm and then I am wild
Can’t you see that I am not tame without you?
You are the soil that wants nourishment.
Sun, water, and life.
Then I took it with my selfishness.
I want to be the Sun.
I want to be the one that raises you when you wilt.
I want to be the one to rise because I have a purpose.
I am running still
But now I’m running towards you.
I wrote this. Please post comments of helpful criticism or of if you just plain liked it:)
http://www.voicesnet.com/cgi-bin/yabb/yabb.pl
