Tuesday, March 3

Hello, Goodbye.

Run faster, run screaming.

shouting at the top of my lungs.

Cursing in a made up language.



I am selfish. Impatient,

I am all the things you hate in a person.

You'll learn to deal.



Running toward me,

then running away. Looking back.

Following the sweet scent she left behind.



I am enlightened by your presence.

I used to feel the same, but

All I was doing, was loosing.



Running slower, the faster,

Im gone. Over the hill,

the concrete pavement slamming down,

crashing, clapping, cracking.



I am wide eyed, I am wasteful,

but I want whats mine. I have nothing to offer.

All I have is this box under my bed, and my heart

on the floor.



Walking, pacing.

Running, chasing.

Oh, there it goes out the door.