Running From Myself

Running away on the training grounds of pain.

This terrain, i stay walking the same way, talking the same way.

Falling on the same day, crawling on the blood stains.

Even though my futures blind, I still see you far away.

Its hard to run a race when your breath stops today.

I'm lost in all the hate, constantly i lose my place.

Its hard for me to say if my heart will beat today.

I punch these walls thats stained with the tears thats from my face.

The asphalt and the grain i use to hide my scar-like veins.

Will someone save the day? Please take me from misery lane!

Hold my face and say that everything will be okay.

Do I need to pray? Help me feel alive today!