To Be Alone

What does it mean to be alone?

To let the rain fall,
To be crushed by stars,
ground up into a fine paste,
splattered across the Universe.

So carefully scattered,
Like a finger painting all in black,
By a child who is too young to start school
But too old to wait another year.

Too old, she is told,
To spend her days lost,
With her imaginary friends,
The only kind she's ever known,

Save for the sweet golden friend
Who would lay at her feet,
All panting smiles and wagging tails,
But now gone, all the same.

So she sits alone,
Outside her apartment,
Letting the rain soak through,
Letting the stars crush her,

Will she always be alone?

Run

When the world tells you to run, listen.

Pull away from routine and heavy responsibility.

Go somewhere you've never been.

Do something that terrifies you.

Just get out.

For an hour, a day, a week.

Just run.

And so run, I will.

I will run and jump and climb 

I will climb until people look like ants 

Until the world is

Way

                       Way

                                            Down 

And the only thing left to do is

Just jump.

So I will jump

Feel the wind in my hair

Rushing, speeding enveloping my entire being

And all of this before I make a move

I will sit, and think, and wait.

Just breathe.

Breathe in the rich scent of Earth,

The scent of sunshine,

Or of freshly fallen rain,

The smells that make us run

The smells of life,

And with them,

Death