// Run //

Run as fast as you can, and don't look back,
Run till the oceans in your eyes get all dried,
Let the trail mark of tears get etched on your face;
Let the wind abrade your skin and sting your wounds,
Till they finally give up and scab away;
Breath hard, starve your lungs before drawing all air in,
Let your chest hurt until you can take no more;
Bring your legs to life, whip them to work,
Endure the pain until every fiber of your muscles sing;
Run as far as you can, till you feel alive again,
Keep running, until you find your lost self again.

- Helen louna