Untitled For the Moment..
My feet pounding
Against the pavement.
The sound echoing through
My vacant mind.
Frustration and
Anger forced into
Each step,
Each attempt to
Escape.
Running away
From the pain,
The grief,
Life.
Copyright © Brittaney Clipson | Year Posted 2007
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