Running From The Past

Posted by Terrence Johnson

Running with wreckless abandon
Arms desperately pumping up and down
Like a pack of dogs dangerously close behind
At a speed so fast reminiscent of hyper speed
Beads of sweat fall in a constant flow
Breathing is rapid and anxious, almost forced
The present fades into a blur
Blocks of color and images
No time to slow down
Scared that the past will eventually emerge
Running only hinders living
Making the present distant
The future unattainable
By focusing on avoiding the past
Everyday life is a battle between old habits and new confidence
If time is spent to turn and face the past
Dealing with the demons and despair
Maybe then the running shoes can be removed
Then life can be enjoyed at a walker's pace