Some solitude

I find solace in solitude,

my quiet runs alone, talking to none, but myself.

How odd really

to contemplate oneself

to examine oneself.

As if to say “I see you”

“You can’t hide from me”

And it’s true, isn’t it?

You can’t hide.

You know everything there is to know

about yourself.

Every lie you ever told, every dream you ever dared to dream.

But we sometimes deny our knowledge of ourselves,

preferring instead to pretend, putting a face to the mirror

that isn’t really who we are.

Refusing to acknowledge our shortcomings, our issues.

These runs of mine, these therapy sessions alone in the woods,

give me opportunities, to face myself, to face my demons

and decide what the truth of me is

and how to live a true to me life moving forward.