Because Life is Bittersweet

Running

I fear I'm forgetting.

I'm forgetting how to write, to remember, to live.

When all my focus is to run.

I'm running forward; no,

I'm running away.

However, it's like I'm running from the sun,

Impossible.

Inevitable.

I cannot run away forever.

Secretly, I know, to run forward (truly)

I must turn around.

And face the past that I can't sever.

Someone once told me-

My strength was unmatched.

Maybe my strength has forgotten.

I cannot test it,

When I'm so scarred to be bested.

So I run.

I pick up pace when I feel I'm being followed.

Break away

So I may lose my pursuer,

No one is ever there.

I'm running from my own shadow.

Inescapable.