Running Away-3 Days Grace
I Just Wanna Run-The Downtown Fiction
Have you ever been caught in a moment where you've felt like running? Jumping in the car with an unknown destination and getting the hell out of dodge? Moving abroad and pretending to be someone else with a new life? Taken yourself shopping to buy an obscene amount of stuff that you don't actually need or sometimes even want? Have you ever been with someone just because it was a better alternative to being alone? Pushed someone out of your life when the goings got tough?
We all get bogged down by life. We all get overwhelmed in certain moments when we feel our heart and soul are being crushed to the point where the only sensible (yet illogical) thing to do is run. Run literally, metaphorically, spiritually....We've all been there. But the funny thing about running is that no matter where you go and who you're with or without, the feelings eventually creep back. It's simple: the problem is with you. It's in you. The geographical, emotional and/or material distraction can only get us so far. They are only temporary fixes. At night when you shut your eyes and the running stops, you return to that same dark corner: yourself.
I learnt a while ago that doing things to keep your mind busy doesn't make what you do meaningful. It doesn't give what you do purpose. That running 120mph on the treadmill of self-deception only lands you in the same spot days, weeks, months, or a thousand dollars and a shattered heart, later. Sometimes it's good to run. To shake the cobweb up and untangle your heart to find a new lead. Just don't burn out running for so long that you forget the answer was there, inside you, all along. Eventually you must get out of bed and pull up the shades, pull over and do a U-turn, put the clothes down...and stop. Stop and reflect. Stop and face whatever you're running from. Stop and face yourself.
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