Run

Run.
That is all she can do anymore.
She cant think.
She cant talk.
Only run.

Run from people.
Run towards people.
Just keep running.
When she runs it doesnt matter.
Nothing matters.

Everyone else is dissapearing.
No more thoughts except for one.
Run.
Run.
Then it all comes back.

She stopped and now they are back.
All the thoughts.
All the memories.
All her problems.

They arent just her own memories.
They are all the memories of her family.
Both the bad and the ugly.
There is no good anymore.

The only thing close to good is running.
Run.
Thats what she has to do.
Run from her thoughts.

Run from everything.
If she runs far enough then she will be safe.
Until she gets there she must keep running.
Through all the pain and the problems.

Run.