No matter how far I ran, my shadow followed.
My comfort zone turned nights I don't wanna recall.
I kept running, thinking that's the only thing I could do.
I tried to escape my reality,
Blending into people just to survive.
But the farther I went, the more I realized—
What I'd been running from had never left me.
It lingered in the silence, in the spaces between breaths,
A weight I carried even when I pretended it was gone.
Time doesn't heal.
It only teaches you how to get used to it.