Runner

Quite but fast Strong... Athletic as much as a Runner is build to succeed. Muscles tensing, heart is jumping out of my chest, sweat dripping off my face. Running as fast my joints can take. A friendship built from pain becoming a little bit easier everyday. I'm quick as an arrow but I also bend easily. Though don’t make me snap I am dangerous as a bullet shot from a gun. On the track or in my house screams sound so slow and quickly fading into the sky. “Bang!” here comes reality hitting from behind I’m not ready I...need more time.