two thousand eighteen.

Running.

12/1/17

Running. Running as far as my legs will carry me.

I can't breathe.

The weight is too heavy for me to carry on my own but there's no one here to help me Running. as far from here as I can get because anywhere else is better than being trapped by the memories of you.

Running.

I don't know how much longer I can hold myself up.

I'm losing feeling in every part of my body and I can't tell if it's an asthma attack or a broken heart.

Running.

You have to keep running.

Or else everything that you've been trying so hard to keep from yourself will catch up to you.

You can't stop.

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