Do I run because I am afraid …
A wave of panic fear
Sweeps over me,
Sudden and so intense
It takes my breath away.
It is as if each tiny
Hair upon my body,
Each separate pore of skin,
Reacts with an urgency
I have never known before.
All of my instincts for
Self-preservation
Surge to the fore.
And I ask myself,
Do I run because
I am afraid,
Or am I afraid
Because I run?
But there is no reply
As I am swallowed up
By darkness…..
Born in a small, Illinois log cabin . . . No, that won’t work. The pampered only child of incredibly wealthy parents . . . No, that won’t fly either. Raised by French nuns after her aristocratic parents were beheaded . . . No, that’s been done! Got it: An East Coast transplant to the Pacific Northwest, this notoriously late bloomer began her new life with a new career as a writer and blogger. She has taken to both the new location and the career move like a duck to water. Writing is a new adventure, and our intrepid risk-taker is diving in, feeling right at home and making new friends. Reached for comment, she replied, “Okay, I wrote my bio, now may I Please go out and play?” We expect great, or perhaps merely more coherent, things from this writer. (Okay, that’s a wrap. What a wacko!)
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March 8, 2011 at 1:53 pm
I felt that!
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March 9, 2011 at 8:48 am
So did I!
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March 8, 2011 at 2:16 pm
“swallowed up by darkness” so many ways for that to happen even with the lights on. Well done.
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March 9, 2011 at 8:51 am
I don’t know where this one came from, but you’re right about the darkness. Luckily for us it only takes one small light to defeat it. 🙂
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March 8, 2011 at 7:12 pm
wow! genius…
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March 9, 2011 at 8:52 am
wow! thank you.
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March 9, 2011 at 11:20 am
I find when I am troubled I tend to work it out in my dreams. Many times these dreams are in the form of something very different than that which was on my mind. The scary or frustrating part of these dreams, could be the subconscious mind coming out to play. It’s always grand to wake to find there is a brand new day to live.
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March 9, 2011 at 11:25 am
Someone said to me once that at times in your life, when you’re about to make a breakthrough to a new level, it’s fairly common to dream that a monster is chasing you. It’s your fears trying to keep a grip on you. Good to know!
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March 9, 2011 at 4:58 pm
Melody, Your prose perfectly describes one crisis moment. These moments have frightened me more than once. They come at moments when I am working through a major decision and am having a hard time. I agree with Theresa, it could be my “subconscious mind coming out to play.” After each of these “Change Moments” I have come away with a smile.
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March 11, 2011 at 4:08 pm
Frank, I am still learning to welcome change. After all, if things never changed, we’d never get anywhere. I’ve been having the feeling lately that something big, and good, is in the works, somewhere just off stage. We’ll see.
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April 10, 2011 at 10:01 pm
Been there! Done that! I do not want to go back there!
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April 10, 2011 at 10:04 pm
Me neither. I got a little short of breath just writing this.
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April 10, 2011 at 10:03 pm
My comment just before this was another response to your prose. I hope with all my heart that something nice and big actually huge is coming your way,,,,,
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April 10, 2011 at 10:05 pm
Still waiting.
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