Why I Run

Running along the seafront,
Feet tapping the pavement,
Legs totally knackered,
Body totally shattered.

Dodging old people,
Dodging small children,
Arms starting to sweat,
Running away from the demons I met.

Not looking back,
Always moving forward,
Escaping my dreaded past,
How much longer can I last?

Blocking out upsetting images,
Pretending that they never existed.
A cool breeze blows past me,
Running to the point where I want to be free.

Wondering how I got here,
Was I supposed to come here?
Running on nothing but pure aggression,
Using fitness as a form of expression.

Pushing my body to it hurts,
As it is the only way I know how to forget,
Everlasting pain that goes on and on,
Even when I did not do anything wrong.

I run to escape to my past,
I run to escape my misery,
I run to escape my depression,
I run to get away from my only obsession.