Running Poem by Iselin Steinsto

Running



In this head
you will find
a total mess
no peace of mind
The thoughts are running
in every direction
And you might say
it's a reflection
of the strugles
and fighting
of a restless soul
who's tired of flying.

Sunday, August 31, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: depression
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