Text Prompt:

Use one of the following titles as a jumping off point:

The Joy of Unseen Things

The Dog

Island

Long Run at Dawn

Coffee & Change

 

 

Long Run at Dawn

During long runs at dawn,
I stop running from what hurts and
start running towards it.

Full adrenalin surging,
sweating and aching,
body sore but open.

My inner child feels
the freedom of the pavement
and rejoices
because long runs are her time.

She still doesn’t fully understand
why those bad things happened,
but I’m starting to.

Together, we are healing; although,
sometimes she is afraid that by letting go,
her suffering meant nothing, but then I
take her into my arms and show her where we are now.

She touches my pink, purple, and blue hair,
she stumbles wide-eyed, looking at the children we have loved.
she realizes that every pain she endured, allowed me
to protect so many others. She knows her pain was for something
bigger than her tiny, fragile soul.

It got us here, so together,
we run, and hope that things keep getting better.