of running and running and running.

if i slept all my life i would be eternally running.
just running and running all the time, i wake up tired and exhausted. running from men trying to kill me, from mutant snakes, from stalkers, from werid ugly blob like things, from cats. this has been such a constant from as far back as i can remember. i dont get what it means. people say im running away from issues. but i think thats bullshit.

i do know this though. the few times these various deamons catch up with me, everyone around me runs away. and then i cant move or scream out of fear.
and i wake up scared and exhausted anyway.
its been a hour since i woke up. and i still feel like i could be out of breath.