I don’t break my stride,
Running,
Falling,
Walking,
Swimming,
I don’t break my stride,
No matter the words thrown in my direction.
The feelings are all wiped away,
And I don't break my stride,
I feel bruised and cut,
And I still don’t stop.
I won’t let it hurt me,
I don’t break my stride,
My mother worries about me,
I’m still going,
I tell her I’m fine,
That everyone is my friend,
But those are just lies,
I still dont break my stride,
I long for a break,
Where I can cry and breath,
But I still don’t stop,
I can’t stop,
I realize I’m running,
From the fears and the words,
The thoughts are what's bothering me,
Like ants crawling up my skin,
I can’t break my stride.
I finally cry,
Thinking that I don’t belong in this world,
I think finally I find the thing I’ve been looking for,
I’ll be doing everyone a favor,
And I finally break my stride,
I walked home.
Defeated.
Mom wrapped me in a hug,
I explain what has been going on,
My hurt,
My feelings,
She looks at me,
And I see tears in her eyes.
“I love you.” She says,
And I finally believe her.
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Stargirl
Nov 06, 2021
This is beautiful and heartbreaking. You have no idea how much I relate to this right now, I understand completely how you're feeling. Absolutely gorgeous poem, a new favorite :)
( I think I made you up inside my head )