I should hate you. I really have reasons to hate you.
But I cannot! I am not able to. Instead I hate myself. I kick myself. I kick myself in my ass. I am going running way too much because of having no training. I run until I cannot feel anything but the numb. I ran until I am barely falling.
I am running.
Running until the pain is fade away.
Cannot see the way in front of me. But it has to be better than the past.
Left or right? Shadow or light? Black or white? Cannot decide.
Gotta run. Run until I throw up. Run until my feed are bleeding.
Run...
in your arms.
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