Your legs start to move
Step
Step
One foot
Overtaken by the other
The race begins.
Chasing each other
Your feet move faster.
Round a corner, one slips inside
Regains control
The race goes on.
A hop.
A skip.
Acting like a turbo, the pace gets ever faster.
Quickly now.
Pistons pumping to fuel your feet
Flashing by -
Left.
Right.
Left.
Now the arms, extra power
Here comes the wind
Blowing cool against your face -
Grabs your breath and hurls it behind you.
Just a memory now.
Right.
Left.
Right.
Pounding feet on the ground,
In time with your pulse
Beating just behind your ear -
Da-dun. Left.
Da-dun. Right.
Nothing matters now except the beat -
Stay in time -
Don't slow down.
No thinking
Just acceptance.
Running to be free.
Running to escape.
Things don't always come out quite as you expect.
The First :)
Me, Myself and I...?
- Ducky
- Outcast blood runs through my veins and at times I can feel the call of the wild deep within my heart. Half of me comes from the Celtic lands - my stronger half, my wilder half - and whenever I think of where I belong, I see myself there, running free. I don't talk a lot - sometimes because I simply don't want to, other times because I have nothing to say. People say I'm quiet but they don't know that inside my head I can hear about five different voices whispering, screaming, constantly, so loud sometimes I can barely think straight. But I like being in my head - it's my haven. Like the back garden in summer, or the beach. My friends mean the world to me - every single one of the crazy bunch, they're literally like my family now. And to be honest, most of the time I prefer their flaws to their 'normal' side because it sets them apart from everyone else.
Yes, it really was that cold.
Silence can be painful.
Laughing prolongs life. Fact.
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