And here I am home, once again

For many people,

they always ask me why

I go find myself at night

When the sun's gone awaay

and the darkness falls

I escape to a better place

with my running shoes.

Then only then,

can I hear my thoughts

my wishes, my dreams, my asperasions

It started not long ago

Early spring of Freshnan year

I wanted to try something new, and exciting

Either Alchemist or Track

After a practice of running

and I had survived

A fire burned in me, that said, "drive"

And so I was stuck,

I was trapped if- alive

In the toughest Spring of my life

It broke me, molded me

and created something new

And all it needed was some

running shoes

So it was hard?

No I laugh, it was impossible

Running those 400's in what

seemed like dead summer heat

Then only could I know the definition

of pain.

Soon, thankfully the season ended,

but it has creeped up on me again

so fast.

So I put on sweats and charge my ipod

and lace up my running shoes,

'Cause it's time to run and

time to die for the second time.......