My Brand of Pain Killer

I'll do the miles tomorrow. I need to feel the wind on my face, gaze in wonder as the early morning sky welcomes the sun, and focus on the pain of each heartbeat as I run. There is no room for grief and disappointments in that place. It is in that place or moment where I draw the energy of life that is constantly being sucked out of me.

I still feel like a bird with clipped wings. I am delearning to fly. I am learning to crawl and trying so damn hard to forget the sensation of flexing my wings without fear. I have chosen my path for I continue to believe. No amount of sadness will erase who I am.

I will endure. I will survive. I will learn.

Pretty much like when I run.