I slow to a stop
Then speed up
Again.
I'm desperately hoping,
Praying,
Wishing,
For a tiny,
Short rest.

I'm running.
Away from fear.
And pain.
I'm tired.
I'm weak.
And the heartache
Is
Catching
Up
To
Me.

What's left of the
Heart inside my
Chest shakes,
And palpitates.
I am so afraid
I'm about
To
Break.
And I'm scared
that I will never
Rise again,
Breathe again,
Love again.

And now I'm on my knees
And time slows down to a crawl
As you threaten to destroy me
One
More
Time.

Im tired, and I'm weak,
Yet I'm still running.
And I'm fading.
Quickly.
I struggle
With the world,
With gravity,
With my heart,
And rise to my feet.

I am sick
Of you
Breaking my heart.