Black Poetry : Why Do I Keep Running?

Discussion in 'Black Poetry - Get Your Flow On!' started by Desert Storm, May 17, 2001.

  1. Desert Storm

    Desert Storm Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Why do I keep
    Running

    To the ones
    Who keep on hurting me?

    Why do I keep
    Coming to the ones
    Who desert me?

    Why do I exsist?

    If life was intended
    To feel memories
    Of heavenly bliss

    Why do I keep
    Reacting?

    So fast

    And giving
    So much

    Even though
    I recieve
    Less

    Than I deserve

    Patience
    Is running low

    Drowning
    Into a sea

    Yet an ocean
    Of fatiguee

    I go around
    The same old
    Mountain

    Love
    Rain
    Down on me

    Let's take
    A long walk

    After dark

    Keep me talking

    Pride left

    The day

    You became

    The past...

    Fading

    Away

    Gently

    Swiftly

    Like billows

    Of rolling grass

    Why do I keep Running?

    Why do I keep hiding?

    My face?

    I try to erase

    These tears

    From my eyes

    And I just can't smile

    I just can't fake it

    Anymore

    I don't want to run and hide

    I keep running

    And I don't know why

    Desert Storm
     
  2. DeJay

    DeJay MEMBER MEMBER

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    I got a solution

    Cut off your legs lol.
    i fill ya DS :toast: 1
     
  3. Afridancr

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    DS...

    Sistah...sistah...sistah I could share for days experiences similar to this.

    Eventually you get to a point where you get tired of being tired and lonely, giving of yourself and not being reciprocated. It's a hurting feeling. Again, pray and surround yourself with positive and genuinely spiritual people (the Destee fam) and friends and you will be alright.

    I have lots to share and a good ear for listening. So the door is open if you need a friend.

    :heart: Ya!
    Aminata
     
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