Boreal

you ask me what i feel and i can only answer this i feel like im running dashing tripping and colliding blindfolded into the boreal it's dark i hear my feet hitting ground i hear my heart in my ears the scratches of branches burn adn sting breaking unfixable i dare not go back the birds flee the deer bound i creat such an enormous mess i cuase such a horrendeous sound in a forest so still so quiet till i come flying abound. i can only reach out and i can only scream short bursts with every breath the red from my arms i see not i feel not my legs i can only run i can only fight through this mess. i fall and i tumbles down cliffs blinded i climb i've swam in lakes so cold rivers so fast carried away the fish the leeches attacking my feet plants dragging my down i can only keep swimming i mustn't drown. my goal is so close i can feel it within and when you hold me hand the spirit sings and i feel warmth in the cold dead icy chill of the forest winter and i feel the wind a cool sumemr breeze on days so hot. i never stop. i dare not. but with you here the instants we pass and collide and embrace before i push you on i must continue my life is a race. they try and trip me up the roots and loose rocks the spiltting pain of stomping upon them and i have only blindness to blame. the obstacles push me back but you lead me on i push you away i am not yet won my heart beats stronger i feel weak but i know that someday soemday this must open into something widespread.. i only hope im running the right way as not to be in ehre forever only so as not to end on the sub artic terrain cold, heartless myself to blame. on yet i run i have not time to think of where im going all i know is when im done screaming, drowning bleeding and dying for you... my race will have been run. xoxo Ellie J