Some of us are so full of imagination that
It at times creates worlds for us to to run to for safety,
Safe havens that would help us to stomach realities
Or maybe to even stomach ourselves.
Jogging or even running through the pathways
Of memories and finding bridges to get to the bottom
Of the things that scare you into isolation,
Or anger you into rebellion
Can open the door to the darknesses we hide.
Finding the light is something learned...