Run Away

Run Away

As I watch the sun dunk down behind the hills I let the first tear roll down my cheek. I taste the salty flavour run past my mouth. The clouds turn into giant candyflosses before my eyes. As the darkness finally comes, the tears start falling much more rapidly and the first star appears in the sky. I wish upon the star just like the nursery rhyme used to tell me. I remember wishing every night before I went to bed, and look where it got me. A complete loner watching the sun sink behind the mountains with tears in a pool on my crumpled shirt. I am sitting on an abandoned car in a dusty car park. Even in the slightest breeze the dust would whip up and settle all over me, I wiped it from my eyelashes impatiently. ‘Why am I here?’ I ask myself over and over, the cars rush by on the nearby motorway, some people notice me and some don’t, the head lights leave dots in front of my eyes. I get up, and walk into the darkness of the forest behind me. It seemed like I good idea but as I walk closer my confidence slowly ebbs away, leaving me shaking like a leaf. I kick angrily at the dust, I scare easily, and that’s why I am in this mess. My stomach is churning and my head is spinning. What is there left to do? I run away every time.