Running Poem by Jeremiah Wimbrough

Running.
Never stopping to look inside and see the truth.
Always disguising things and distracting yourself.
Never easing the pain, always suppressing it.
Untill the day it starts to destroy who you are.
Then it finally takes it all from you.
Breaking your heart and making your soul empty.

Always running.
Stopping yourself from being happy.
Making you hide behind a fake smile and a mask.
When will the running stop?