Running, ll the time I'm running. I never stop to think what I'm running from or where I'm running to, I just run. Just like the blood runs, I run, away from my past- away from the future- away from myself. I don't even think about tomorrow or the next step I take. I never take precautions I just jump in, never knowing how deep the water is, usually it is too deep, but I jump in anyways. Why is it that I never stop and think, I never think about my fate? I just run from everything, and I never realize that I have created a disguise for myself. All I ask for is a little help. So I can slow down, stop the running, take the disguise off, and enjoy the rest of my life.....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem