runaway
creeping futilities

running was easy
easy to do and easy to feel
the briskness of it—wind
in my hair, carrying my body
through the world without a glance
back, without a thing to feel besides
the chill of winter on the skin
but emotions festering, rotting in
the chambers of this soul, could not
be outrun; the creep of them was slow
and dark, chasing me down
as I ran from them, from myself
until I couldn’t anymore, and here
they stayed, and here they are
with me, and I couldn’t feel
them until I could, and now
I cannot run from them
any longer
About the Creator
angela hepworth
Hello! I’m Angela and I enjoy writing fiction, poetry, reviews, and more. I delve into the dark, the sad, the silly, the sexy, and the stupid. Come check me out!
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Comments (27)
Your use of enjambment really brings out the strong emotions in this piece and brings the reader close to you. Congratulations on Top Story, it's very deserved.
Congrats on the Top Story! Very very well deserved ❤️💫
Tired feet. What are you carrying? Congratulations for top spot! ♥
Ah the peace in acceptance 😌 excellent
Ah the stillness of acceptance. Well done, angela! And congrats on Top Story
Congratulations on Top Story!!!
Very inspiring write up, keep it up.Run seems easy but not very easy.
the story says that how's wrters felt on his daily basis life and its like a drained scenario for her but despite that she's still keeps on going and striving to be better soon
Very sensory driven prose that feels like a dreamy story
Great poet
Brilliant writing!
Running faster and faster yet they always seem to be there. Amazing poem
Back to say Congrats on Top Story!! 💌🎉🥳🎉🥳🎉🥳🎉
the faster you run, the deeper you rot, how true..
This feeling, of trying to run from life, is all too familiar. You brought out this emotion beautifully! Well done!
Back to say congratulations on your Top Story! 🎉💖🎊🎉💖🎊
I love the way you write. Keep it up!
A poignant reflection on running from emotions and facing inner truths. Deeply impactful.
Internal struggle is real. I wish more people took it seriously. Incredibly done, Angela! 💌
Reminds me of my younger days...I had great talks with God and He showed me so much in nature when I'd go running
Oooo, this was so profound and relatable. Loved your poem!
Then run WITH them. Excellent.
Sigh, felt this deeply. Its hard to run and its not always good to ignore the things that are causing us negative feelings and negative things/difficult things. We have to deal with them, before the deal with us. Your poem captures it well.
We cannot evade ourselves; an eternal theme, given new vitality by this poem!
This was so good. I love running- I always joke it’s because I love running away from responsibilities, crimes and relationships! I really feel like you’ve captured those feelings of futility and helplessness.