bang bang

Sometimes you meet someone who helps ya hear the *BANG* you needed to hear. That gunshot, like one heard at the start of a race. That person makes ya wake up and start running and next thing you know your mind opens and focuses on the path ahead. Your legs feel weak your heart starts pumping. You out of breath, sweating and the only thing you want to see is that finish line. But hold on..what about the one who started that feeling, who set ya off running to an unknown point. Do they run with you?

They could...they should..maybe they would...but you run alone.

I'm not saying its a bad or good thing. You just gotta hear that *BANG* and run . You don't need them to run with you, but they appear along the way. Guiding you, cheering you on. They could also be just firing and not following. Not caring. Not even standing by the checkpoint to pass us that cup of water.


I think I heard it. I think I'm running. I'm not looking back, only forward. I don't care whose on the finish line. I just gotta reach my goal, or even a goal. I don't know what I want.

I thank the one who pulled the trigger, who woke me up and made me see I don't want to be trapped anymore.