When I am running

running from my problems

running from the world, 

I can 

Stop. 

And think.

And write. 

And be free. 

And then maybe I can 

Stop.

And see. 

And know

how to deal with life

deal with pain.

Because when I write,

I can 

Stop. 

And love.

And listen. 

And feel.

And be happy.