RUN CHILD, RUN
You are running out of time,
You are running out of plan
You are running out of hope
You are running out of faith
You are running out of love
You are running out of space
You are at your end zone
You are reaching out but no one sees
You are seeking answers
You are asking questions
You are sinking yet no strength to call for help
You are reaching, yes you are reaching
Your fears are becoming your reality
Your demons are now your companions
Your illusions are becoming something real
You are torn between believing and
You are making circles where you should go in straight lines.
The voices in your head
Are the echoes of your heart.
Your dreams are nightmares
Fragments of suppressed emotions and thoughts.
You are afraid to move
You are afraid to run,
You are afraid to believe.
Your fears are justified
Your fears are real
Your fears are powerful
Yet your fear is a tool
A tool that propels you to do what is
A tool to push beyond your fears
A tool to keep you on your feet.
Run child, Run.
Never let fear win.
Never let it catch up with you.
Ten steps ahead and you will always outrun it.
Forget the past, When it knocks
Keep it shut out.
Believe in the beauty of your today.