But I Couldn’t Outrun Myself

My jaw chattered like it had a life of its own. I couldn’t feel the tips of my fingers or the soles of my feet. Fragile twigs snapped silently as I ran. White plumes blurred my vision as I desperately breathed out and sucked in the chilling air. All I knew was that I had to keep running. If I could just out run it all, it would disappear. The crippling memories would release me and I could forget all I had done. I would be free. If I kept running, maybe I could escape from myself.

– Ermisenda Alvarez

I ran and ran
for all I was worth
My feet were pounding
the hard frozen earth

The sweat pouring out
despite the cold chill
And I kept running
being driven by will

I felt the ghosts
were at my tail
My weak aching arms
were beginning to flail

As though the baskervilles
nipped at my heel
I ran even harder
so I wouldn’t feel

My chest was pounding
all out of breath
Just to go on
would mean certain death

Came to a stop
with a bone-jarring skid
To the cold ground
my body then slid

Gasping in the air
fast as I could
I had to face
what I’d not understood

No matter how fast
I ran and ran
‘Twas right back where
I had first began

Because it’s yourself that
you can never outrun
There’s no way of escape
from what you have done

The only peace that
you will ever see
Is to forgive yourself
 and then you’ll be free!

Teresa Marie   9/5/11

 My “let’s get writing” contribution for http://ermiliablog.wordpress.com

 

43 thoughts on “But I Couldn’t Outrun Myself

  1. Oh I love it! Thanks for the contribution and I love the way you formatted it on your blog. I’m so glad we’ve turned it into a weekly event. I can’t wait to read more from you! ❤

    Elia

    1. Elia, Thank you so much for inviting me, I had a lot of fun with writing this to go with the prompt. Maybe I will turn you into a poetry lover after all, lol. I think I’m a hybrid poet/storyteller. Looking forward to next week! Blessings, Terri

    1. Thanks for you comments Ankoku! I think that forgiving and forgetting go hand in hand and that we can’t do one without the other. Glad you enjoyed. Blessings, Terri

  2. So so true we cnt outrun our own ghost. We think that if we move from town to town the things that you’re running away from you wouldn’t be able to take it with but wherever we go its there.

  3. Absolutely Beautiful. Loved the last two stanza the most, though i thoroughly loved the whole poem.

    (And yea, nice theme format of your blog page.)

    Thanks for sharing.

    ~Len.

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