i will rise.

  I was asleep when I awoke about 2:30 a.m. with the want to run.

Because I wanted to run away from all of my thoughts and imagine myself sprinting through a forest with big trees and nothing standing in my way, not even a stone under my feet.

I wanted to get away from all of the responsibilities that were weighing on me, as well as the opinions of others.

I want to run away and feel my heartbeat, the tears falling from my eyes, and the moist air hitting my face as my feet race at an unknown speed.

I want to flee from life like a hummingbird, flying away as fast as I can.

I want to run till my feet bleed and my throat becomes parched.

I want to run to the ends of the earth, feeling the fertile soil beneath my feet and the sky above me.

I will run on days when it rains and hails.

And I shall continue to hope.

I'll keep hoping for water, hoping for the sores on my leg to heal, yearning for much more running, and wondering how far I can go.

I'll keep hoping despite all of the numbness and thoughts.

I'll persevere in the hope of becoming as tough as steel.

As powerful as nature and as powerful as she is.

I will rise beyond everything I thought I was not meant for 

I will rise beyond my limit and 

spread my shattered wings and realize I am whole. I am who I always wanted to be

                                                  Nubivagant.