Black Daisies

Running in the Meadow

I'm running in the meadow

crying as I breathe 

running past 

burnt trees 

and blooming flowers.

I'm running in the meadow 

remembering the reasons why

I even started running

in the first place...

the horrible 

yet beautiful

chaos of my life.

So I run run run

past the squirrels

past the groundhogs

and find a little bench

sit down

and close my eyes.

I cry softly, 

wishing i were dead.