Harry

drop in the ocean

I’m running

I’m running as fast as I can

Sprinting away from a storm of inevitable ready to gobble me up

I’m tired

My legs are burning but I must keep running

 

I think about my family

my friends

what people would say If I just stopped running  

would they be sad?

Would they cry and weep for days?

Would they just forget about me?

 

If I just took a breath, let my legs rest and the storm consume me

Would it make any difference?

Would it just be a drop in the ocean?

 

Would anyone care.