Running, Running, Running
But from what I do not know
My heart beats faster, and faster
As I race towards the unknown
Without a thought I push
Onward to the unseen goal
No time to think or even breathe
Noise equals a quiet soul
Memories, feelings, gone
My heart, slowly going numb
Its easier this way, no pain
Many seem to think me dumb
People pretend to know
This feeling of not feeling
I simply smile, go on my way
The truth would send them reeling
Time slowly goes on by
The facade I wear is cunning
I will not, can not face this now
Running, Running, more Running
I love this poem. It is very well written and it is simple. I love the facade I wear is cunning, most people use mask or something to explain how they are hiding from the truth. I love that you didn't. That is amazing, good job!
ReplyDeleteI was confused in the first line when you say you don't know what you are running from, the rest of the poem you seem to know you are running from something in your past. The fourth stanza I felt got a little bit easy. The rest of the poem is harder to write and uses images and ideals, this stanza seems a little bit easy. However, I like this feeling of not feeling. Is there something else you can say? I love that you start and end with Running, Running, Running. I would get rid of more in the last line. Goos job, great poem!
-Tori
Rachel, I really love this poem. It is beautifully written and its simplicity seems to allow the poem to flow smoothly and easily. For some reason, I immediately thought of myself and how I often live my life. It is much easier to just run and fill my mind with other things rather than face what really matters. Sometimes, it is easier to run from the truth than to deal with it. I really like your ability to write a poem that can connect with readers on various levels. No one exactly knows who you are talking about in this poem or what you mean, but I like it that way. I think that it opens the poem up for personal interpretation.
ReplyDeleteI agree with Tori when she says that you should remove "more" from the last line. It might flow a little better without it. And possibly find another word for "beats", just because you can. Other than that, I really just enjoyed the honesty throughout the poem. Great job!