|Running Away by Marta Gillner http://www.martaart.co.uk/gallery/acrylic-paintings|
Running… Heavy rain has made it more fulfilling. Only the breathlessness accompanies. Running like there is an end.
Running… I throw the jacket away. Running in the woods, hoping to escape somewhere in this infinite moment.
Running… Eyes shine bright, but nothing is clear. Slowly, the speed becomes visible. Running fast I hear the voices within.
Running… The voices overpower me effortlessly. I rub my eyes only to make it worse. I fall down. I cry, shout loudly as I remember.
Earth is cold, but I rarely feel so.
Sitting, I look all around. Loneliness seeps inside.
Who said I understand it better now, no, I don’t. I have just agreed to be quiet. For now.
Running so fast
There is no time to fall
Trying to reach
A place, a destination for all
Kindly be quick
Hurry! Hurry! You can’t be late
Don’t you think!
Everyone is passing the same gate
Coins should click
And dry dotes should make noise
Wise witty trick
Panting and puffing recovering your poise
Celebrate the end
And then come again to mend
While those who are not participating