Running from the things I'm not acknowledging.
The thing I cannot deny is the way I fell..
That was astounding.

Did I want to? I'd like to say the answer is no.
After all, I took pride in being behind closed doors.
I'm not afraid of being alone.

But was I really just on a path to wanting something more? Fear constantly stopping me, afraid of all that's happened before.

If only I could figure out what it is that's running through my mind. I try to sit in the silence and focus, but it's like all of a sudden, I'm blind.

I don't want to be just a shadow in life.
One that's always there, but never quite in sight.