Running Scared

I could never quite

get the words out.

There was no one there to listen.

 Inside were the days I wanted to shout.

And now I hide in this roundabout.

I'm not here.

I'm not there. 

I'm not much of anywhere.

I've been running for so long,

running scared.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i drove through several roundabouts in Trinidad..and if you catch it just right, you can go around in circles for hours..

running scared makes us do that...we have to stop and face the music...sometimes we may find it is actually a beat we can dance to.

sometimes that which we are afraid of is not as bad as it seems.

[Diana]

Thank you for feedback, Jacob.

[Mark Heathcote]

We never stop growing up and for the most part we all feel a little lost you express very maturely nice job.

[Sami Khalil]

We can run from our shadows , reality , past , failures , loneliness and so forth. We long for someone to be there to listen to us and to offer some assurances...Another wonderful poem...:).............

[Diana]

Thank you, Sami.

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:0...............