Poem - Running by Belle Boyd

Support sffworld.com, buy your books through these links (read more)

Amazon.com,

Amazon.co.uk,

Amazon.de or

Amazon.ca

Belle Boyd

Poems

- Asleep
- Parallel Paths
- Running

Running

(77 ratings)
by Belle Boyd

I'm tired.
I've been running from dawn till dusk.
Keeping to the less murky parts of this desolate swamp.
I'm trapped hear you see,
I've got nowhere else to go...
I've tried escaping but the end result is just a punding headache...
And tears running down my face;
Both in the real world and in this place.
It's my own mind, you understand,
That I am running from.
Trapped in my own head.
Fleeing from my own thoughts,
That torment me every day.
The only option of escape,
Is to destroy the source of my fear,
But as that source is me....
I think i will just keap un running.

Rate this poem on a scale from 1-5 where 5 is best.

Copyright © 2002 Belle Boyd, sffworld.com. All rights reserved. No part of this may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the author. The author has submitted the work in accordance with and in agreement with the following Submission Guidelines