
Running from a past that I refuse to meet
Haunted by the terror that’s behind me
Do I choose to stay hidden from the pain
Or I do muster the courage to embrace what I can change
Can I heal from the things that wounded me so
Do I have the faith to carry on after the sores
Running will not change my direction….
But I must confront all of the hurt that I buried
So….I dare to move the rejection from my heart
I no longer keep my eyes on the things that I’m not
I leap past the depression; I walk over the comparisons
This is the biggest move of my life……..choosing not to believe the lies.
-ShuCora Walker, ©2021
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