Running Poem by A Kal

Everybody is running but they don't know why. They never do. Are they
running because they are afraid of something? Are they running away from
their Pain OR are they running away from their Past? Are they? What did
their Past do to them? Make them who they are today? That could be it?
Who knows, it could be a different reason all together. Only they will
know. Running hard, it hurts to breathe but if you do stop breathing you
will surely die a slow terrible death of suffocation. It even hurts to
blink, so you close your eyes only to find a greater hurt. Your whole
body hurts because you hit a brick wall. You find yourself spread across
the wet, old pavement while your head is on soft freshly mowed grass.
Everyone sees you laying there but no wants to help. Are they too lazy?
Are they to selfish to help another person in need? You finally pick
yourself up only to find yourself on your feet and running once more. The
same Pain as before you were stopped abruptly. Again it is hard to
breathe and blink but you dare not stop what you are doing. If you
finally do decide to stop, will the Pain stop if you stop breathing or
will it continue and get worse as the minutes go by? Is that what you
want? For the Pain to stop? OR do you want the Pain to continue on as it
was before? You've been experiencing it so long you don't want the Pain
to stop. Why? Is the Pain apart of you? Is it to embedded into your
system so much that you will miss it when it is gone? Has the Pain formed
you the way you are today? The Pain that you have experienced for so long
has become bearable for the time being. Barely anything hurts anymore
because of the Pain you have experienced so far. You realize that you
have gotten used to the Pain and long for the Pain to continue as it was
before. It has formed you the way you are now. Where would you be? Would
you be better or would you be worse than what you are already are? Which
one? Only you can decide the answer.