He Found His Song

He lengthens his stride as he runs through the trees,

Attempting to run from his fright,

Long legs scooting through the dead leaves,

Fleeing from the ongoing fight.

**

His breath comes in gasps as he struggles to breathe,

His thoughts racing in time to his steps,

His blood starts to boil as he quietly seethes,

And the burn is felt in his calves and biceps.

**

From what does he run?

An enemy, friend or foe, who is giving chase?

When in reality there’s no one behind him; none,

It’s his internal demons in this case.

**

He slows his pace until he silently stands still,

Watching the direction in which he just come,

He demands his courage to rise up at will,

He will not give in, he will not succumb!

**

He waits in trepidation as his heart continues to race,

He listens for foot falls that do not make a sound,

He’s ready to tear through the forest at a faster pace,

Once he knows his attacker he’ll go to ground.

**

But wait!

There is silence but for the call of a solitary bird,

Confused — he can’t get things straight,

How can there be silence? He expected more to be heard.

**

Bewildered, he listens harder, but nothing disturbs the quietude,

Was it his imagination playing its tricks?

Then what brought on this flight or fight mood?

He was beginning to think he was wound up just for kicks.

**

Then he’s struck with an epiphany, he has himself to blame,

It seems his internal demons have come into play,

His enemy is bottled inside his chest, his mind, his shame,

And it’s impossible to outrun as it’s here to stay.

**

Instead he realises he needs to sit still in the now,

And listen to that voice inside his head,

He can’t outrun the pain, his demon will not allow,

But he needs to heal his old trauma instead.

**

He laughs at his antics as the realisation dawns,

The biggest enemy is the self he continually fights,

He pits himself against the past in which he was borne,

And it’s these demons he needs to put to rights.

**

He can walk, there’s no need to run,

The chase is over, he’s been caught in the net,

He can turn his life around and have some fun,

Now that it’s his internal demons he’s met.

**

A smile rises upon his handsome face and his eyes alight,

He realises life will be different from this point on,

He’ll tame his demons, make it all right,

And start to live life in the music of his song.

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