There was a time in my life when i ran away from EVERYTHING!
I ran away from failure and I ran away from success, my
heart simply didn't have the 'balls' to contain both extremes!
I ran till my lungs couldn't push me anymore, I ran till my
legs hurt and my toes became sore! I ran because my inner-man felt inferior
before everyone, everything and always slid off his bearing.
We all draw inspiration, motivation, determination or
inner-strength from various sources. Some draw it from religion or witch-craft
while others turn to drugs or role models! I chose self-destruction!
After realizing that my clean-cut image, fresh-innocent
persona was my main character-sprout undoing, I chose to break out, run and
for the first time LIVE....
I broke out and 'partied' like I owned the whole place,
I broke out and drunk till I dropped,
I broke out and loved till I hurt!
I broke out stood-out and spoke-out what I felt was right
and pushed for it, till it broke my back.
I broke out, got loose, ran mad and for once LIVED!
I ran madly with the world, till my lungs couldn't push me anymore.
I ran till my legs hurt and toes became sore,
I ran till I felt broken, cold...and had to stop!
I awoke the crazy man in me and he enjoyed every bit of the
experience, he now walks freely with-out any craving to run again!
#Omukiga-Wekiniga
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