she found herself running again.
but this time,
no one is chasing her.
not fear, not doubt,
and not even the regret of her past.
she ran because she must.
she needs to.
she knows she’s too vulnerable.
too fragile, too trusting.
she believes that if she’s worthy enough.
she will be found and not the one who finds.
the one being fought for and not the one who keeps on fighting.
in a battle she could not win over.
she hopes that she doesn’t have to hide anymore.
and still yes, she seeks to be the one.
but not the one who loves more than the other.
and so she is running.
with her bare feet
and her heart open.
praying to the Man above.
to make her so ready
to finally find that freedom
that feels like home.