This is a poem I wrote and then pondered editing for a while and then finally did so. The first version is free verse, the second sonnet. Several words were changed, but I believe the same overall meaning is conveyed.
Version I
I’m running from the wind
But it’s catching up with me
On it rides
A part of my life I do not wish to see
Fate is NOT inevitable
To me it is questionable
I can push the facts down
Down, Down, Down
To a place they will never be found
By you or by me
I’ll show the world
That there is nothing left to see
I’m running from the wind
In a chase that will never end
Until I come to terms
With the emotional hurricane
Inside of me
Version II
I am running from the wind
But it’s catching up with me
It stalks me every bend
And carries truths I’m scared to see
I dig myself holes and tunnels deep
And buy precious time
Yet still it nips my feet
And never lets peace me mine
I push facts far, far down
To a lightless void abyss
And cross my fingers they won’t be found
What’s not there the world can’t miss
My secrets make me so alone
Sometimes I wish that they were known