Escape From Reality by Fighter

Feet pounding on the asphalt.
Heart racing.
Sun blaring on my back.
Sweat dripping down my face.

My feet keep moving,
Accelerating as does my heart beat.
Faster and faster.
Anger slowly fades away.

Fragments of conversations.
Voices full of anger.
Now, as I continue my way,
All is in the distant past.

The voices slowly fade.
The memories temporarily erase.
My mind a complete blank.
Focusing on the road ahead.

As I continue to run,
I focus only but straight ahead.
As memories erase.
As anger fades away...

© Fighter

*running: my escape from reality.