The Shadow
Sometimes I run toward the light. But sometimes I wonder if I’m running so hard because I am afraid of being caught by the shadow.
The shadow that consumes all of my light. All of my dreams. All of my joy.
The shadow that makes me feel small and unworthy.
The shadow that steals the words from my tongue.
The shadow that keeps me couch-locked, binging Netflix.
She is close today, but I am going to keep running.
As fast and as long as my heart can take me.
