Friday, September 20, 2013

Lost

I’m running.
Running faster and faster
I tear through the branches of heartache
They scratch my face, my arms, my legs
I keep running
Blinded by the darkness
I hear noises
They scream at me.  They call for me.
I’m afraid
I can’t drown them out
What is it? Who is it?
Running, running, Stumbling, falling
I get back up.  Run again
Past the fear, Past the doubt
I can’t.  I won’t.  I shouldn’t.  I don’t.
Run?
I run. I ran. I stop.
Stopping.
Stopping to face fear.
Stopping to face the unknown.
To stare it in the eye
To tell it here I am
I turn slowly, Oh so slowly
I stare blankly staring
Staring at what is
Staring at what was
Confronting  the face of challenge
The very thing I was running from
In the darkness,
I found me.

 

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