I Want People to Share Their Poetry

The reasons I run

I run out of fear - I run to disappear

I run from the absence of you

I run from solitude

I run from deception, depression

from the overwhelming need of self expression

O god have I become - the reasons I run

I run from old age - an early grave

From the fear of slowly fading away

I run from sleep - the evil things that creep

I run from melancholy - sloth

from the fear of never being good enough.

I run from pain which is pleasure

from Insanity that's hard to measure

I run from a future that is uncertain

From never quite workin'

O God - have I become the reasons I run

I run from family, faith and friends

the knowledge that all things must end

And from the wanting of ending

From the always decending

Always up ending - always mending

I dont know what to do,

will I always be running from you,

O God - will I always be on the run?