Running and Hiding We spent the night in the darkened playground The silent burial ground of our childhood recollections Filled with happy ghosts of the past We played hide and seek with our memories As we ran from the ticking hour Trying to escape time
We spent the night All running from something All hiding from our own demons Trying so hard to disappear from the pain chasing us We almost forget the others Running just as fast beside us From their own personal hell as well
Hiding our faces in the dizziness Induced by the dreaded tire swing And running headlong into challenges Of balance and strength Of anything less personal than the conversation That follows, “hey, you ok?” Just to forget for a bit
Then lying in the darkness and smiling Laughing, talking about anything but the truth Hoping maybe it won’t find us here But time doesn’t stand still And the sheltering blackness of the night Shatters under the weight of the oppressive curfews
Into the car Into the fear Return to the place you hid from Return from the running And wait for dawn So you can run again