Disappointment

The more I run away from it,
The more it runs after me,
The faster I run,
the faster it dawns upon me,
The faster it dawns upon me that I can run,I can hide but it will still catch me,
Run after me till my heart is ripped apart,
Till my soul is torn away,
Till my consciousness deserts me.
I cannot help but marvel at its strength,its vigour, its determination,
And wish that I'd have the same amount of courage,the charisma and the capability,
To run after what I wanted,what I needed,what I desired,
I wish I'd have the capability to withhold the passion I held not so long ago,
Not so long ago when I was determined,determined to have what I wanted,

Rather than accept what was given to me.