The Side Walk
Running today I could feel myself losing it.
Losing the pain and troubles I have been endering for the past few weeks.
As I run, feet gladding over the side walk,
I feel everything sliping behind me.
Like dust my troubles and worries,
trace slowly and smoothly off me and into the wind.
The cold air sinking into my skin,
sending uncontrolable shivers though my nerves,
forced to bend.
Breath oddly slow and comforting like the wispering wind on a cold lonely night.
The sun looming over my head as if to aprove of what I am doing.
Coming back moving, my eyes sting with tears,
tears the I keep dear to myself.
Smoothing my face and septing into my skin,
some excape to the side walk leaving my feelings from deep within.
The blissful run is now at its end.
Copyright © Amanda Lytton | Year Posted 2012
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