Everything I run to becomes the thing I've run from

EVERYTHING I RUN TO BECOMES THE THING I’VE RUN FROM (E A D G B E)

Everything I run to becomes the thing I’ve run from. Every time I think I’m closer I’ve still got ways to go.

Everything is shrinking. Except my problems. And every time they become clearer my eyes well up.

But I know I am on a path that takes me there. I just don’t know where there is or how long it will take. But I don’t really care.

 

If everything is a symbol what does that make me? The ocean’s deep and the trees are green. The birds are flying home.

Some answers don’t have questions. Some slap you in the face. Some things I like, others are not worth wasting my limited and precious time and energy on when I am intuitively and magnetically drawn to a path that takes me there. Like bumpers cars at the fair. I might take a few knocks going round the block but I will go again.

 

Because I know I am on a path that takes me there. I don’t know where there or how long it will take but I don’t really care.

Because everything I run to becomes the thing I’ve run from. I think I’m getting closer. I think I’m getting closer.