Today I Ran

Away from everything,
I stepped one foot at a time.
Stepping in a parking lot,
not worried about the echo my breathing makes.
I feel alone, although there are so many cars around,
and a security guard watching me without me knowing.
The gray cement matched my mood,
unsure of everything.
Grey ideas filling my grey brain.
Gray that is my head
and face and body and clothes.
Gray that is my world, my thoughts.
Gray that is this parking lot.

And yet color fills me as I exit,
passing the security guard with no shame.
No consequences, no worries,
no more gray depression.

I exit into the world,
as if I'm Judy Garland.
See the fountain, the clear color of the water,
proudly pouring into the bowl which surrounds it.

I no longer worry for my sake.
It is his uncle's offer I would take.