I Run

These emotions have numbed my lips

Words can’t escape from the pool of drowning emotions of which I swim often

I lose myself in an illusion world, a failed childhood world.

I run when I hear the music of the memories play

I run from what I know to be the world and even run from myself.

I do what I deeply desire not to do. I pray, I desire, I hope, I wish, I live in hopes that I can one day I find rest to a restless soul.

I run to streams to find dry canyons, I put hope in love to uncover hopeless love.

I sleep to dreams, flashbacks from which I can’t run.

There is a single flaw in the images of my memories

All I seem to remember in amazing clarity is the hurt, the negative aspects of life

I run from who I am and who I was.

I run from the unknown future because I’m terrified from the known past.

In my running, I have run into explainable peace

God doesn’t erase the memories but eases their impact

I have learned to just run, cause you’ll never if were you be when you stop

Just be careful what you run from because you don’t know what you’ll run to.

I know that after I run, I’ll finally be free.