Run Run Run,
Run 'til you cant run no more.
'Til your heart beats too fast.
Faster than it should.
As fast as it does now.
Run Run Run,
Run 'til you're lying on the ground.
'Til you're unable to breathe.
Unable to move.
Just like now.
Run Run Run,
Run 'til everything hurts.
'Til Everything aches.
Hurts so much.
Hurts as it does now.
Run Run Run,
Run 'til your heart pounds in your chest.
Pounding and dulling out the pain in your heart.
Numbing it 'til you can't feel.
Can't feel at all
Can't feel for now.
YOU ARE READING
Clouds of Thought
PoetryPoetry is beautiful. Poetry isn't always clear. Poetry can be dark, or light, depending how you feel. Poetry derives from people's innermost thoughts and feelings, formed when one is Lost in the Clouds of Thought. Spiritual ~ #37 Poetry ~ #112
