An escape that brings reality crashing around me with every quickened beat of my heart
Something I do just for me
Selfishly for my well being and sanity
And with each pounding of my feet against the pavement
I am reminded of my independence
and more importantly of my strength
If I let myself feel weak, I know I'll never make it
Running is still really hard for me
balancing this fine line between torture and exhilarating freedom
but I realized this morning that it is one of the few things
I do solely for me
and as I struggle to not collapse onto
the earth's hard man-made floor,
breathing with the lone intent to stay alive,
I am nothing but myself.
second photo found here.
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