i keep running

my eyes are salty

from the ocean of the coast

and the ocean in my mind

i feel tired

but i keep running

away from the tide

to not be smashed at the cliffs

collapse as the waves collide

the cobalt monster

we call the sea

has a melancholy

so transcendent

it haunts me

when im awake

when im asleep

so i have to flee

run to the streets

away from the deep

i'm never stopping

to breathe 

because then

the threat

of the marine

will catch up to me

you see

i dont have time 

for anything really

to dream

feel

or be

i run

not only because 

of the sea

i harbor in me

but running also

provides company

because somehow

all my people run like me

everyone is running

for different reasons

i run from the hurt

and the need to feel

i run to keep up with them

i run to be someone

i run to not be left alone

we are all running away

from something

or someone

most often ourselves

running for our dear lives

yet we never

ask ourselves 

where does this lead to?

why are we are we even running?