“Because the thing I fear cannot be escaped” Gil Scott-Heron

Running for my life… each step…left now.. right, left, right, left, right. Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale.
Sweat dripping from the back of my neck. Clear streams running from my knees to my ankles. Aching thighs.
Tired and anguished, but refusing to stop. I run.

Thinking of my past. The hurt, the pain, the confusion. I run… (I gotta get it out)
Remembering the embarrassments, the mistakes, the ignorance, the naivety, .. I run… (I gotta get it out…I gotta get this off)

My right side pulsates pain, I run..I feel…I pound the ground in anger.

left foot, right foot, left foot, right foot. left. right..

Frustration flies from my ears.. hurt drips from my wrists…heart aches drop from my chest; then… finally, tears…
Distant tears. Forgotten tears. Delicate tears. Child tears. Innocent tears. Beautiful tears. Salty tears…tears fall. Needed tears fall. Refreshing tears wash my face. Cleanse my lips.. A whispering wail follows. A sweltering mumble. Alone, and silent. Alert and awake.

My hair plops along my back, with both fists I raise them high above my head and kiss the air. The wind kisses back..Left foot, right foot….I run…I run…I run to not from

I’m done fleeing. I’m done escaping. I run to love. Around the corner there’s an abundance, there’s a fulfilled dream, an answered hope, my completed goals, my finished aspirations…I run too, I run in, I run through it…

Left foot, right foot, left foot, right foot..left

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