Catch My Breath


For the first time in my life, I am beginning to know what true love and happiness are. Love and happiness, not in their popular, diluted forms, but rather in their purest and rawest forms. I am learning to live without fear or inhibitions, and it is your beautiful soul I have to thank for this second chance, this rebirth and restoration of my hope.

Running. For years now, it has seemed that all I have been doing is running. Running from my life, my friends, my family, my job. Finally, a time has come when a break seems almost feasible. Slower and slower I ease up on my pace, until I am all but left completely motionless. I look from side to side, surveying my surroundings, I see....nothing. I quiet my breathing and I hear....nothing except my anxious heartbeat pumping away within my chest cavity. I am totally and utterly alone. This marks the first day in over 7 years that I am no longer "on the run" as it were. No longer do I feel the constant, nagging, need to lace up my metaphorical Nike's and bolt from any and all situations that seem too much to handle. Now, all I am left with is what to do next.


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ElshaHawk LoA

ElshaHawk LoA

It is a WORLD of possibilities! Search your heart. Find your passion. Who are you?

I say to your character.. :P

  • #513 Posted 8 years ago
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Intense beginning and a gentle allowing of pace. I sense some introspection.

Technical note: plural of "Nike" is "Nikes" using the apostrophe denotes a possessive.

I like the mood you create with this piece.

  • #521 Posted 8 years ago
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A Gypsy Heart

A Gypsy Heart

Love it! We are kindred spirits i believe

  • #1040 Posted 7 years ago
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