Sudden inhale, quick release. Close my eyes and find soom peace. Every sight makes sore eyes. Not to mention all the lies. Run and escape, try and hide. Feelings wash over me like the rising tide. Trip and fall, get back up. Grasp on tightly, don't get stuck. Cross the finish line, only to start. These runing-in-circles motions are the feelings of my heart. smw-10:54 p.m.