I Run Toward the Darkness
I run toward obscurity for it is there I hide,
I flee the light which may set me free,
I run toward the shelter where I may entomb my pride,
I escape the world and its scrutiny,
Psychologically confined and bound to my cell,
Freedom always there if I take those strides,
An invisible barrier thwarts leaving my living hell,
So within my mental fortress I reside,
In my head I am running free,
Through forests, rivers, hills and streams,
But then reality so returns to my door,
And shatters all my hopes and dreams,
I am that battered victim here,
Too scared to scream or cry for reprieve,
Held in place by heartache and fear,
My batterer’s goals are now achieved,
No panic of me absconding now,
No anxiety of me trying to leave,
Just a shadow of my lonely self,
Casting darkness on those evil deeds,
So I continue to run toward the darkness,
For it is here that I can plainly hide,
I you ever find me in this blackness,
Please shine the light and restore my pride.
© 2016 James