No.204: Nowhere to Run
I couldn’t run from the darkness even if I tried.
You can’t run from yourself.
Even in suicide, the death is merely the mind
catching the body up to speed.
So the way I see it,
I can either flood my insides with the Light,
or be consumed by the beast.
I know better than to look in the mirror
and play myself.
There is no in-between.