Running from the fears

Upon running from all the fears in my heart.
Saddened and watching as my loved ones depart.
I keep running, and running, and running away.
Still running, I'm silent, and with nothing to say.
Faster, and faster I continue to run.
Fighing and no time for love or for fun.
Moving quickly and silently as a Ranger should.
I keep running, not loving, even though I could.
I stay fearing all thoughts in my head.
I keep running, not loving, and fighting instead.
Still running and fighting, I can take no more.
I'm tired of all this bloodshed and gore.
Wanting to turn and face each fear.
You push me and tell me what I've wanted to hear.
You say that you love me, you say what you want.
Though willing, but fearful, all I do is taunt.
Watching, and waiting as you move to kiss.
I stand, willing and waiting for such heavenly bliss.....