Running into Me

Running out of breath

she stops to take a rest.

Her mind and body have been


trying to

relieve stress.

Pacing her breathing,

she ignored the blue bird singing

out glorious melodies,

only to be distracted in her own


Overreacting and hyperventilating

a breeze slightly blew cool air upon

her face, sending an aroma of scented

flowers amusing

her nose on

her path walk home

yet, she felt alone.

She was always stressing away her

blessings, and not appreciating

life lessons


SHE was me.

A negative side of thee,

that runs up

upon every situation,

stimulating the

worst aggravation

in the mind.


14 thoughts on “Running into Me

  1. Hi JGomez πŸ™‚ thanks for liking some of my post iand for following my blog. πŸ™‚ you have a good page right here and this running into me poetry is just so good that i think many people can relate.
    All the best! -Criz

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