I ran and I did not look back. My heart beat accelerated and I started to sweat but I did not stop! I thought of all the pain and all the hatred I had ever felt as I rushed past all those familiar places; the coffee shop, the spa, my dentist but I did not stop. I could now hear my heart and felt as if It would now come up my throat as I ran from all that was mine and all that I was for. I ran past my home where I had grown and where lived the people who loved me very much. I have now entered a meadow that I cannot recognize. Its new but I am not alone here.  This is a place where nobody knows me and where I know no body. Where there are no social pressures, no one to judge me.. I can shout at the top of my lungs about every single shameful, weak, frustrated feeling here and I wont care of this becoming a public property because I am myself making it a public property and sharing it with people who cannot link it back to me! .. I've now entered into my oblivion and I hope this would be a blissful stay where I would make stranger friends, where I will pour my heart out and wont care even if nobody's hearing because I'd still be writing. I wont even care or be embarrassed if I'm shunned in this world because nobody knows who I am and I know nobody here! 
As a little girl I always wanted to write; little did I know I would one day turn to writing as a rescue for myself. When I would feel so overwhelmed with emotion that I would fear to simply burst .. Not that I am a sadist or deprived! Its just that we all have those moments when we wish to speak to a complete stranger, who doesnt know our story and who can just give us two ears to listen! 
This, I hope, is a beginning to a positive change in my life where I can direct my emotions in a productive way without spilling my anger or frustrations needlessly over people that I love!