Running to Six Feet Under

Deana Marshall (Baconator)

Running..

Where does it take you..?

Run from your troubles,

never face a problem,

drown them by running,

store them up,

by making sure they stay

deeply embedded in your brain.

Snorting, huffing, shooting, popping,

it's all the same.

Run and run,

all part of the game.

When will you ever learn to face

the troubles you feel are too much to bear?

After you lose it all?

Six feet under you can't run anymore?

Published by Deana Marshall (Baconator)

Baconator is a little bit of this and a little bit of that and not 100% a bit of anything!  View profile

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  • Donald Pennington8/3/2008

    Love ya! Just LOVE YA!

  • Baconator7/25/2008

    Yah know Freakmamma.. and what would life be without bacon.. now I just wish everyone smelled the bacon the same way I do! Thank you everyone for the wonderful comments.

  • freakmamma7/25/2008

    And when you're six feet under, well, no more bacon either. This was pretty interesting ... lots of ways to interpret it.

  • Dee7/25/2008

    Very nice!! Thanks for sharing

  • Girl Gone Fishing7/25/2008

    Very good job!

  • SAIKAT KUMAR DUTTA7/24/2008

    Very powerful work !

  • Linda Ann Nickerson7/22/2008

    How we hurry . . . from the cradle to the grave.

  • Mary E. Coe7/21/2008

    So true.

  • Cassandra Mae7/20/2008

    This makes me so sad!

  • Irene Lynn7/20/2008

    so true!!..excellent poem!

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