Running Away

Running away from myself
Seems like a great accomplishment
But I need to run
And I'm losing the race
I don't know where I'm going
I can't remember where I've been
I just know I can't stay here anymore
In the empty room that surrounds me
And so I run.
Run away from myself
Racing against time and loneliness
I stop and look around
Around at nothing
And I bleed
Losing the race bleeds from my soul
And onto the ground
It glows red with passion
As I fall into the dirt
Defeated

So yeah, not my best work, but typical of my randomness. I'm not happy with the way that it flows, but it allowed me to vent all the same. I don't feel like whining anymore, and I'm sure that the "poetry" I write is more entertaining than my countless whining, so maybe I'll write more randomness on here instead of whining, but we'll see. Wow, that was a complete run-on sentence...lol, oh well...it happens. OK, so I think that is all for now, but go me for posting twice in the same week. It's nice to be back on here, expressing myself.