Why I Run

I wrote the following poem between sprints on the treadmill at the gym.

Consider this my attempt to make up for not having my video blog ready to post on Sunday, as originally anticipated. Editing’s not easy work, folks!

Why I Run

Until the bitter voice,
of self doubt
is silenced,

To escape the demons
of my insecurity,
the evil whispers
of my skewed vision.

To be free.

No matter how far I go,
I cannot escape the ghost
of my former

She haunts me
Taunts me,

And so I run.

The voice cannot shout
louder than the wind.



Video blog coming this week, I promise!

Bon appetit,

~ Tori