Running

My entire life I'de been running.
Running from my parents, from my bullies, from everything I was.
Had I ever physicaly ran away?
No...
I was too much of a coward to do anthing as dramatic as running away. Although there have been many times late at night when I promised I would leave. That I would walk away and never give a glance back in the direction of my past. But when the morning came I realised I'de only been fooling myself thinking I could survive alone.
Not that I could survive here much longer either.
With a broken family, A dark past and a mysterious future things are starting to get confusing. Nothing makes sense anymore. New people poping into my life dont help much either but I suppose when your on the brink of insanity its not really my biggest concern.

This is my story.
Even if I never go anywhere I will be forever running.