Have you looked at it this way that challenged you more than one?
Happiness comes not often but in many forms.
My thoughts consume my mind of distraction and misinformation
Why am I chasing this like a shadow at dusk running quicker and quicker until the sun sets leaving me blind nothing to trust but instinct.
Feeling my heavy breaths I feel frightened , yet relief?
Nothing but this image and perhaps a spec of light.
Why am I reluctant, shouldn't I succumb to that one last chance to salvage myself from the unknown ?
That light is safe, as I walk my heart does not skip a beat because I know what's to come
But if I face the other direction my heart tremors with excitement for the unknown.
It yearns for it
It needs it.
For if not this will be my only chance to get over that fear
I pace the other way
Nothing to see except the bleakness of the night.