running/screaming

[Furnace]

I'll run
until my legs
give out.
My knees will buckle,
my ligaments tearing.
I'll run, picking up speed.
feeling the tears stream from my eyes,
the lactic acid spreading,
my chest ready to explode.
and I'll scream,
until my voice is hoarse,
faded and cracked.
I'll scream until the teeth in my mouth
break and shatter.
I'll run and scream until
my body cannot move an inch, and
I cannot make a sound.
as I lay there,
tired, broken,
angry,
unable to move,
unable to speak
I won't care.
Because pain and hurt is fueling me,
and I haven't ran out of gas, yet.
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Someone, something,
siphon this fuel,
this panic and animosity,
from me

 

[Dagny]

The pain is all well and good sweetie, as long as you are running towards something and not away.
Wonderful expression.