Running Poem About Changing and Working on Yourself

Running

Can I get a cup of wine
to drown the time,
to float away from
this heavy heart of mine?

Or perhaps a speedy car
that'll take me fast so far
away from these expired dreams
now void of stars?

Maybe a boat to sail these seas
that swallow me with ease
each time the tide of my moods
helplessly carries me out with no reprieve?

But no. I suppose that won't do
for there's no way to bid adieu
to my mind who follows me
no matter the destination I run to.

I can't conspire to flee
when the jailer with the keys is me.
I only get to taste freedom
by working on myself daily.

Justin Farley

Soul Notes – Poems and Reflections

If you’re searching for meaning in a world that feels too busy, too loud, too dominated by endless scrolling, Soul Notes is a place to feel heard. A few times a month, I send reflections on nature, mental health, and spirituality. Words to carry with you.