I want to run and run and run and smash into you like the most colourful splashes of uninspired paint made by angry artists on these canvases.
I want to shake you alive until your mind begins to fathom and comprehend the depth of these wounds you’ve made.
I want this ribcage ripped apart until it’s too paralyzed to hold back this heart from pounding love so deafening into your eardrums.
I want this heart laid bare for you so it could speak for itself what it truly wants you to hear.
I want this mind explored and expressed. I want to run away from these thoughts holding me back.
I want to run and run and run and run and run! Till these feet bleed the fear out of these limbs that won’t stop running. I want to run until these knees give up on me, leaving me paralyzed so I can end this long run.
I run and I run and I run.
Yours in inspiration,