everything, everything, everything

XII

 she never wanted

there she is, jogging

trying to breathe

she's full of tears again

running from something she doesn't want

in this town full of smiling faces,

she will be wedded to the quiet ,

will be drown in thoughts,

listening to complete silence

she ate the healthiest meals,

did the most artistic tasks,

yet the noticeable line art she made is red,

drawn on her wrist

though she's trying to breathe once again,

running didn't do anything good

someone will keep on chasing her

leading to the worst in her

now there she is, looking at herself again

realizing that she became the version of herself 

that she's been trying to bury in the past

she's screaming in silence, hoping this isn't the finish line