
Running.
Pumping back and forth.
My weary body groans with exhaustion.
I can’t feel anything anymore.
I’m all numb.
I don’t know where I’m going.
Or where I was.
I don’t know anything, except that I have to run.
I have to run.
Running.
by sofiaista
Running.
Pumping back and forth.
My weary body groans with exhaustion.
I can’t feel anything anymore.
I’m all numb.
I don’t know where I’m going.
Or where I was.
I don’t know anything, except that I have to run.
I have to run.
Running.
Category: Stories From A Young Heart Tags: Original, prose, Run, Running, Short story, Sofia, Tired
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