25 July 2012
My adrenalin took over.
I had no clue where I was.
I started running to get away.
Filled with frustration and anger I can't control myself.
I carried on running, nothing could stop me now.
My friends came after me but I couldn't slow down.
Something controlled me, took over me entirely.
It helped me relax, got rid of all the hate.
I kept on running down the dark, nettle filled lane.
No one could see me now I was running to fast.
I finally got away, free at last.
Run • Opuss № I