While you were dreaming

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Knowing that I am sitting in my death bed is scary. Just sitting here waiting for the grim reaper to come and say time to go on a road trip. I was the only one up. In the whole hospital. Me. What if I die. I have to get out of here. I have to run away. I don't want to be staring at a bed pan as I die. I want to be having fun. And die happy not cooped up in a hospital. I'm gonna run. Run far. And start a new life. That I might loose tomorrow. Or the next day. And I'm starting that new life tonight.

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