I ran like a beast, because the grim reaper chased me since birth. I ran because my struggles overwhelmed me and with the loneliness, they spoke danger to my life.
At times, I won't have anything inside my mind, but a presence of darkness loomed over me, asking for my surrender from this journey.
I ran like a beast because I won't run away from my life. It was my right to live and love although with an empty heart.
I believed in respite from mental anguish, and running was the only way I knew how. So, I ran like a beast, and I won't stop, forever, if I may.
Just write.