I run
The dirt road under my feet is the only thing thats real
I breathe. Im hyper aware of every muscle in my body
I am so alone
In my head I play over every word I said
Im so sorry. I dont want to be like this
4AM. I cant go on. There is a hole in my shoes. My legs burn. I vomit on the side of the rode and restart the playlist on my ipod

I will be back again tomorrow