running away from myself
moving from room to room
stumbling from one situation to another
what is it I don't want to see?
mountains before have appeared sheer walls on approach
and then gentle rolling hills as I cross over
what do I not want to know?
the days may be long and painful
and the nights filled with tears
but every day I stay alive
every day I respond with truth in the moment
I am closer
to where I need to be
Now, I need just hold still
read
examine
find the beliefs in me
that sabotage my present
I need to find them
release
and be free
