What are you running from young lady? Where are you running to little girl? Who is that woman staring back at you? Who is the voice in your head?
Today I’m flying.
It’s been a long time coming.
Lately, this feeling, this overwhelming desire to change… to seek out something new… to explore. Lately, this feeling, this overwhelming need to leave the pain and gut-wrenching-ness that has become my life behind and start living again.
Lately, it’s been so obvious. I can’t stay here anymore. Down here on the ground, in the ground, where creatures chew my fingers and tangle my hair, things are bad.
I need to take flight to a place where my dreams can come true… if such a place can exist.
I can be stubborn and I have been tremendously so, I have been so determined to make things work. To pick up the pieces of a broken life and turn them into a beautiful wind chime that could sing happily of the hard times whilst living only in the good. But every time I tried to piece the music together the string would snap, or a piece would slip and leave stiches in my hands.
Today my bandaged fingers turned the shards into beautiful glittering wings; today I am going to fly. But where will I go? What am I going to find up there amongst the clouds? Answers? But answers to what?
When can I stop running? When do I find peace, when do I rest? If I undid my laces and retired my shoes I would simply run barefoot wildly through the fields as afraid as before but with prickles in my toes.
How does it end?
Dear Lost Girl,
i love you
I really really love you. You will find your way, I know you will. You will because I need you to, I need you to be ok and be happy and just be a part of my life.
I won't leave you here in this place. I won't let the dogs tear you to shreds. I'll find you shelter and I'll find you hope because that's what you give to me. Hope.
You are all I have and I need you to work hard at finding yourself.
You can't be lost forever
I found you in my heart,
(L)
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