Don't run too far

We’re running on dreams. We’re running from our past.
Sometimes we run back towards it. Sometimes we are just stuck in it.
Like a beaten down tattered up car on its last fumes
Before it reaches what it used to call home,
When we should be running on something real.
We’re running on the intangible. We’re running on hope.
As we drive that last few miles on something we once felt
As if it mattered much more than that one moment,
When we should be running on something real.
We’re running from our nightmares. We’re running to our fantasies.
Like when we try to catch those last few moments of a dream
Just before we wake up,
We’re running on memories.
When we should be running on moments.
We should be running on something real.
We’re running on anger. We’re running for fear.
It’s eating us from the inside out, like rust under a shiny new coat of paint.
We’re running on distant memories that feel so close and new memories that seem a lifetime ago.
When we should be running on the everlasting.
We’re running on love that doesn’t exist and running from love that does.
We’re running low on love for ourselves.
When we should be running on something real.
We’re running for our lives. Gimme a reason to run and I’ll be gone.
I’ll give you a reason not to run and you’ll leave too.
We always do.
We’re running on empty. We’re running on nothing.
When we should be running on something real.
The passengers are still inside. Idle.
Stuck in their places. Frozen in winter’s heart.
The ride is over, the car has stopped, not running anymore.
We should have ran on something real,
We should have ran together.





For Jesse Ozmina

Love Always,
Ruby