Running from something I just hear my feet pounding on the cement outside.
My ears hear the sounds I pass by and the smell of the morning rain on the autumns leaves on the floor.
Crunch crunch ..is it my heart breaking or the leaves that are falling making that sound while I run.
The cool air helps keep me in place.
The cloudy skies remind me my story.
My breathing is controlled and my muscles flex and burn with pain.
Running from something I just hear my feet pounding on the cement outside.
Running from this heart breaking and miles of pavement seem not to heal it.
Running from this heart breaking into two I hear myself breathing and feeling this pain I cannot seem to leave behind.
It's hard to move on but once you find a hand that wants to get u out of the hole u will come back to life chula!!!!! I wish I could be that hand but I am away......