Navigatingrelationships

Welcome to Chicago,now run. Voices in my head telling me to run because it ain’t your time to die tonight. I'm sweating and out of breath. Don’t know which way to go just know I have to keep moving like the wind. Standing in unfamiliar places and staring at the darkness that’s before me.  I forge ahead not knowing if I will emerge from the other side. Feeling my way I can’t see my hand in front of my face. My heart is racing, my breath is short and quick. Is this fear or has d eath found me here in the hour of midnight? Voices in my head say it’s not death but adrenaline pumping through your veins. Run. I keep moving until I see the light and I burst through like a crack of sunlight through a bedroom curtain. I am the dawn. I am the light. I stand here with life coursing through my body shaken but not defeated. Rejuvenated from my experience, thankful to be alive and thankful for the voices in my head that led me through the night and back home to you. Wri