Running from fear

air

pushing in and out.

my lungs screaming,

crying for more.

my limbs heavy,

too heavy to be mine.

why am i running?
i'm not completely sure.

Fear,

at first.

running from everything

that's ever scared me.

my Future.

my Past.

especially my Present.

how can i run from Time?

how am i supposed to run from Something

when that Something is
Everything?

now i'm running

for Fear of Stopping.

Stopping means

Confrontation.

is Confrontation best,

if it will stop my running?

i'm running

for Fear of

Confrontation.

running from my Past 

in the Present,

i'm running toward the Future.

it cannot be escaped.

nothing can be outrun.

not even my Fear

of Running.

so why am I trying?


--Alis