Running

Arturo Saenz

Cold was my soul, untold was the pain; I crave for her cold red. Then I woke up it was 5:00 Am time to go to school, another day of the same redundant bull that we as the American teenager most suffer threw in order to live a successful life, so they say, but really kids who end up going to the brain washing facilities of America A.K.A High Schools end up walking out more messed up then coming in, it’s sad. It’s like they are trying to walk us to our own death or something, it’s funny we live to die, but you know what I learned from my friends Jimmy live the yolo life, just kidding I mean he means live life. So where was I woke up with morning wood then it sucked though because when I did wake up, I gently but tired out put my right foot on the floor I felt The cold hard concert floor freeze the bottom of my foot then I gently fallowing my left foot then as soon as I put my weight on my feet and use my thick muscular thighs to get myself of the bed I took two fast steps then I instantly fall out of random, I shouldn’t of said out of random I had my eyes closed I really didn’t know where I was going and the only thing I felt on my foot was the cold grip tape of my skateboard. As soon I saw that my skateboard went through the wall I grew angry for some reason so along with the skateboard on the wall I decided to give the hole in the wall a brother so I punch the wall and hit the streets and all of a sodden it hit me that I am missing you. Is you even a person, material possession, or even something imaginary or maybe I’m not missing any of that maybe I’m just missing myself my own self conscious mind. It’s as if I’m not even in control of my own mind or decisions was I even missing it in the first place. I knew one thing I’m sick of school and the extra baggage that comes along with it, I tired of the same fake faces roaming the hall ways posing as if they are something. As soon as I began to drag myself to school I realize something “do I got to do this ,do I got to start out this Monday as the rest of my Monday, maybe this is a chance to escape it all maybe, maybe this a time for a new beginning. that’s how it got started I dropped the book bag then I started walking then I started jogging then I started running completely out of nowhere. As if this totally different individual started to take over my mind and body.I didn’t think it was me doing this so I just ran and ran, I didn’t know where, how, or what was my destination alls I knew I don’t know a thing. So I just kept on running. It looked like it wanted to get dark , I didn’t need a watch to see when the sun was going down so I stopped. I took a minute to catch my breath and look around me, I told myself “where was I” then I sat down for a long time thought about my life, my friends, and my parents I question my own existence and even if I am who I choose to be. Then after all hat piled on top of me I realized that faith is not given but worked for. Maybe this run was necessary to see my mistake my wrong doing or maybe it was out of selfish torment. Maybe it is time for a change but not like this, not but by running away but confronting my fears well, it’s time to walk home. And make my own faith. Lets see if I can make a difference around me. So know I turn where I once came from and change my own mind set and make what is around me better.