She was
running,
breathless
and scared
through
unfamiliar places..
Everything
flashing by
moving in
a blur
the wind
on her face
whistling
in her ear..
And still
she ran….
into the
unknown
only
knowing that
she had to
keep going
running
this way and that
trying to
be… what
they
wanted her to be…
There was
something
that pushed
her on
so many
expectations
so many
dreams
all riding
on her
till she
began to believe
they were
hers too…
Yet a
vague sense
of doubt
and disquiet..
as she
tried to convince herself
that she
was making up
for
letting them down..
it was
easier to accept,
than
resist, until she was sure….
And so she
ran on
away from
her doubts
away from
her fears…
away from
her dreams….
little realizing
that
She was
running
away from
herself too…
Maybe a
day would come
when she
could stop
and rest,
and decide
what she
wanted to do…
finding her
own way
In her own
time…
Till then,
she had to go on….
picture courtesy:http://creativewriting.ie/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/prompt-22.jpg
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