Running blindly through thickest grass,
wild-grown and free.
Too fast
to notice you
battling the same fight
as me.
Running between walls of dreams,
a loyal devotee.
Too fast
to notice you,
trapped within,
like me.
Blindly fueled with fear,
wildly pushed by glee.
Too fast,
to notice you,
running parallel
to me.
Inspired by “One More With Feeling”: http://cognitivereflection.wordpress.com/2014/03/03/once-more-with-feeling-4/ You have till Sunday to link up!
