I was freezing cold as my eyes fluttered open,
To reveal a grassy jungle matted with flower gardens.
I stood up and brushed off my cloak and dress,
Smiling into the night.

Then I remembered, I remembered how I got here.
For the longest time, I had run away from everything.
All a blur...the torture, the pain, the tears, the fear.
I felt it resurfacing, tearing through me like shredding paper.

I began to run,
And I wanted to run as far away from my past,
That haunted me throughout.
Everything was a blur, I was finally freed.

I wanted to go on,
To keep on running,
I wanted to fly, I wanted to fall,
But I never wanted to stop.