Why do you run?
Why do you run from that which you seek?
Why do you run from that which you crave?
Why do you run from that which you need?
Why do you Run?
Why do you cry for that which refuses you?
Why do you mourn for that which you despises you?
Why do you ache for that which cannot embrace you?
Why do you run?
Why do you run from that which can empower you?
Why do you run from that which can caress you?
Why do you run from that which can calm you?
Why do you run?
Why do you run from that which can comfort you?
Why do you run from that which can nurture you?
Why do you run from that which can befriend you?
Why do you run?
Why...do you...run?