Runners High
(circa 2011)
Tip toe, tip toe.
Going nowhere fast-
Rave for your lives, before it all burns and crash.
Divide your feelings amongst the ones that you
believe should matter.
Don't mind the shrugs, the pointless chatter. Tip toe.
must go. run, into the fear.
its the only way to get there. faster faster.
taking things slow, is to saying no
to the possibilities beyond the trees. Before it disappears below the pavement. tip toe is the fear.
Copyright © Amanda Mawu | Year Posted 2016
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