Highway 39

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I was running as fast as I could 

maybe in speed that I never thought reaching it I would

but I made a vow to my oath 

and said that pushing myself is something I am doing 

and I always should. 


"Run, run! Run as fast and as weary!" 

I screamed, out of pain, anger, all at the same time with relief. 

Inside of me, I was cheery. 


My legs were growing tired,

 but hell I couldn't care less

it was having me escape out of my comfort zone, 

my bubble of tire and suffer, and most of all,

 my huge mess. 

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