Did you ever want to run away, from all your yours fears and thoughts, have you ever tried, but failed again, with an end that makes your wellness rot? I have tried it many times, in a way that makes me want to rhyme. It makes me feel worse over time, the years I spent hitting a chime. Each time I hit it it made no sound. But it still makes my head spin round. With all these feelings inside a bottle, I add the cork and send off my model. Only to realize later on, my pen got lost and now it's gone. Somedays I wish I could swim away, and get that bottle back someday. I want to give back what I took, I'll reel it in using a hook. All I want is that small note, to rise from the bottle and begin to float. But it won't come back, each time I try, each time I fail, it makes me sigh. everyday I wonder why, it won't come back, it makes me cry. Now i'm lonely on this beach, i'm empty with nothing to reach. I have no goals, I have no thoughts, except the fears that make me distraught. I have no where to turn, I have no where to run, all I see in the sky, is the bright shining sun. I see no clouds, I see no stars, I can't even hear the engine filled cars. I can not hear the words you say, or the songs I wrote for you today. I can not smell the salty sand, I can not smell the grass or land. I can not feel the trees or leaves, I can not feel tricks up my sleeves. I can not taste the salty ocean, I can not taste the crabs in motion. My 5 senses have left me here, now I'm all sad and alone, I have no one to call, or even a phone. But I will keep running, I will never stop, I'll run with all my might, and I'll make it to the top. RUN, RUN RUN.
