Tag: depression

If I could do just one thing –
if someone asked me:

“What would you do
if you could do anything?”

I’d run. 

I’d pack a light bag and run. 

I would leave work one day
and I just wouldn’t go home. 

Instead, I’d drive to an airport,
pick a place with palm trees and sun,
and I would run. 

I would disappear, poof!
Like magic, she’s there one moment
and she’s gone the next. 

I want to go
where no one will ever find me.

I want to run off into the sunset
and never be seen or heard from again. 

I don’t want a single person
looking for me, needing me,
wanting me, or coming after me.

I will run
like a thief in the night
and in the darkness no one
will be able to see
how widely I’m smiling,
how happy I am
to finally be free. 

Inspired by the Writer’s Write October prompts | Photo by Andrea Piacquadio