I Can't Outrun You

Yet I'm always the one chasing.

I'm trying not to hide anymore. I want you to see me. I want you to know how I destroy myself and when I tend to self-destruct. I want you to notice the way I cross my arms in front of my body and breathe shallow gasps like I am afraid to make a sound for fear of letting myself have emotion every now and again. I want you to follow me into the kitchen, staying only one step behind me, ready to hold me back when you may need to. I want you to keep your arms stretched open to me, pulling me down by the waist as I climb atop the granite counters because I know I can't outrun you. 

Reviews

[Elisa]

This definitely did not go where I was expecting it to, so well done! I feel like you could interpret this so many different ways. That means that a lot of people will be able to relate to this, which is a sign of good poetry. The poems that stick with you are the ones that put your feelings into words when you yourself fail to do it. You're a really really good writer, and I hope you continue posting stuff. I'm sending a friend request right now so I can follow your progress!

[Jamestown]

Very interesting! As far as the write goes, it's well done and I enjoyed reading!
I'm kind of lost as far as the message goes, I took it as cat and mouse,
sort of, but at the same time you say you are the one that's always chasing,
so is it your in need of more attention? Thanks for sharing and b-blessed!