all I want is to run
far and fast and screaming.
run to places unknown
distant and far away.
with speed and agility
make my way round obstacles.
with strength and stamina
see how far I can go.
muscles flexing, burning
stretched to their very limit.
blood pumping fiercely
through every swollen vein.
breath coming fast and hard
lungs put to the test.
gasping but never giving in
beyond any limit set.
I want to run without direction
no map or navigation.
to be moving without knowing
just where I might land.
I want to lose this image of
myself along the way.
I want to forget the spelling
and the sound of my name.
I want to break this mold
that I cannot seem to crack.
the one that has me trapped
in my own mind.
rip and tear at the edges
until something finally gives.
and a sigh of relief
lets me slowly inhale again.
I want to breath this darkness out
in heavy deep sighs.
let this blackness
seep out of my chest.
withdraw sharpened teeth
retract jagged claws.
and find the tenderness
of a heart that has become so hard.
Sounds like an escape into a life worth living, eh? I can relate, as always. And I think many can because we all feel and prod a certain rigidity of our heart that we would like to do away with. The run, as your poem builds up, also seems like a cleansing process, where all the blackness of the heart (and mind) is drained out.
ReplyDeletePersonally, I would love to run but 1. I run in a very weird and funny way and 2. I have trouble coming to a stop. Really.
Great poem, Andrea. Keep it up!
Oh, yes, I've felt this way...wanting to run until I have nothing left...nothing left at all. This was so powerful, Andrea. Just wonderful and real.
ReplyDeleteMany of us as we get older with an accumulation of lifes experiences feel within that 'hardening' heart. Some of us would like to be able to rid ourselves of it because it only ways us down, distracts us from the joy that is still out there. Unfortunately, some thrive on that hardened heart. I believe they are unhappy.
ReplyDeleteI wish I could run, also but my two total hip replacements disallows that exhuberance that I once could attain when I used to run like a deer. :-)
Good write, Andrea