Tuesday, November 13, 2012

If I Could Run

I would.

I'd be the biggest coward and I'd say, I can't do it.  I won't do it.

For years I've been hiding the secret that I don't possess the drive I had whilst I was a teenager.  I was told if you work you achieve.  I worked.  Thirteen jobs, two universities and there's no achievement.

Little girl, run.

I want to.

I want to run and disappear, and forget any inkling of a dream I once had, run and tie every promise I made to myself to that black tree of resentment in my garden.  Run and cry an ocean.  Build a boat.  Sail away.

Run faster. 

I want to burn every memory, and tear every hope into pieces.  

And finally.

I want to look in the mirror.  And know that the torment, is over.  

1 comment

  1. i think i understand that feeling.. think about all you've done and give yourself credit for how far you've gone, how strong you've been. a lot of people barey even try, you have... now take this as a test .. dont let it bit you up.. just try harder. it doesnt matter if you havent been havin the same drive as you used to, you can always change that.. am sure something great is on the way :) hang in there :)


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