Wind.

I love running. Its my life. I love it, the feeling of the wind whipping my hair.

time goes slower when you run.

Your feet carry you away to a better place.

Running from the truth.

So thats what i did. I ran. Faster than ever.

I couldn't face it.

Why? Why? Why?

Was it an accident? Or did you try with all your mite to let it happen.

All i can do now is run, and now i am falling. Falling into a black hole.

I can't escape. I can't make a sound. The Pain it too much to bare.

I want to scream I want to die. I want to run forever.

No one can stop me running. No. No one can.

I want to start over. Have a whole new life.

But now the walls are closing in on me. I can't breath. What is happening to me?

I try to call out for help. No one can hear, no one can see.

This is for me. For me to endure.

I try to hold on. Try to pull my life back together.

But it just keeps slipping through my fingers.

Stop me. Please.