Come Find Me

I know you're out there, somewhere.
I need you now, in fear that soon may be too late.
We can escape the demons of our past that creep behind our backs.
When we are slowed by nostalgia, they catch up and grab our ankles, laughing as we fall face-first into the mud.

Let's outrun them, together.
No, let's grow wings and take flight. 
That will leave them no footprints to trace our escape.
Make them as lost as they made us when they cashed in their mortal state to become the ghosts that haunt our hesitant hearts.

Come find me, resilience.
I need you to reconstruct my severed soul.
Hope went up in flames when my fears grew hands and strangled me.
I need you to reinvent love, because all I know of it is falsities and masks and hollow promises.