“Self-destruction awoke the sleeping-man in me”

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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