Problems

Gasping for air as I run

Pass the trees, people, forests.

I try to escape the hurt,

I try to escape the pain.

My lungs are exhausted, but I cannot stop.

I must keep going.

I cannot let my emotions take over

Because that is a disaster waiting to happen.

“Inhale, exhale. Inhale, exhale.”

Those words repeat themselves in my head

But they do not affect me.

I am running away from my problems.

Published by Issy Juanita

A writer with many stories, poems and ideas to tell...

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