Running

The world washes over me like a wave on the beach,
I can't seem to bear it not now i feel weak.
Though i have soulution that may be quite fun,
I have to begin to get the feelings strung,
I run.

Through a world of misery a world of regret,
I plan to run through it in hopes to forget.
I feel the pounding of my shoes to the ground
my breath quickening without a sound,

I run faster you see to escape what i've done
The possibillities of everything that weighs a ton.
But then i feel safe just like a hook on a rod,
because when I look around i see works of....

God.