235 – Whispers
Muscles scream
Demanding rest
With every step.
I just keep running.
Loose gravel
Slides and shifts
Beneath my feet.
I just keep running.
Rocks and twigs
Hit and scratch
Against my skin.
I just keep running.
Cold morning rain
Keeps dripping down
My soaked up face.
I just keep running.
The little voice
Inside my head
Keeps whispering.
Why do you run
When it’s so futile?
You’re still going
To die.
Perhaps… I answer
With a crazy grin.
But for today
I’m still alive.
It keeps on whispering.
I just keep running.
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