Saturday, 31 January 2009

Away

run...
run...
run...

feet pounding
on the hard gravel

fast
.........faster
.....................faster
.................................faster
.............................................faster
.........................................................faster


laboured
breathing

..........................................................slower
..............................................slower
..................................slower
.....................slower
.........slower
stop!

When will I ever learn that I cannot run from away myself.

14 comments:

little sheep said...

i think you have learned...it's just hard to put into practice...

Dry Eyes said...

that, in my opinion, is one of the hardest things to really ingrain in yourself. I mean, everyone KNOWS it, but it is so hard to LIVE it.

halfshared said...

When running away doesn't feel good either?

Floating Reflections said...

LS: If one repeatedly does something, does that show that the message has sunken in?

DE: Tell me about it....sigh!

HS: It doesn't, but that hasn't stopped me :(

Jewish Side of Babysitter said...

nice effects there, reminds me of corner point.

and yea its hard, sometimes we try to avoid problems and think running away will help, but then it always comes back, so we have to try to actually solve the problem, and most things can be solved and worked on.

the dreamer said...

sure sounds like something i wrote once upon a time...


I’m running.
Running fast.
Sprinting backward.
Dashing away.
I hear the footsteps behind me.
One.
Two.
Faster and faster.
And I run.
Run.
Don’t want to feel those eyes upon me.
The hot breath upon my neck.
So I run.
Till I find a place
Where I don’t hear the footsteps.
Don’t see the eyes.
Don’t feel anything.
For a while.
But they return.
And I’m on the run again.
Running.
Dashing back.
Sprinting away.
The footsteps seem
Even more threatening now.
Closer.
Louder.
And I run.
Faster and faster.
Running.
Ducking into this alleyway.
Hiding in the center.
Just keep running.
To places where the noise
Blocks out the sound
Of the footsteps
So I can’t hear them.
Where there are
Too many eyes
To know which ones are
Upon me.
But I know.
I hear.
So I run.
I’ve been to almost every place.
Except one.
One
That I don’t want to run to
Though I know
It’s the only place
Where I’ll really feel safe.
So I’ll keep running.
And the footsteps behind me
Won’t stop.
Because you just can’t run away
From yourself.

Floating Reflections said...

JSB:You need the energy to find the effort to think where you need to start in order to start to solve...

TD: Thanks for sharing. Sigh...

Jewish Side of Babysitter said...

yea, the starting part is always the hard part.

Floating Reflections said...

That's why running becomes an option.

Jewish Side of Babysitter said...

now I see...

corner point said...

What you gotta do is turn around and face the part of yourself you're running from.

Stand tall. Look her in the eye and say, "I'm strong. I can deal with you."

Who knows?......
You and she may have been on the same side all this time.......

Floating Reflections said...

JSB: Although a poor excuse if I may say so myself.

CP: You are right but I am a coward.

Jewish Side of Babysitter said...

Floating Reflections: it sounds like your being too harsh on yourself. I don't know you well enough yet though.

Scraps said...

The trouble with running away from yourself is that no matter where you run to, there you are...