So Unsure

I am running as fast as I can. Not sure what to or what from. No longer have faith in fellow man. Unable to decide to go or come. It is difficult, at this time of my life, to find that I am so unsure. Feeling the cut, as if from a knife, I don't want to feel anymore. I yearn for someone to understand, how I feel and what I say. I want someone to take my hand, and tell me everything will be okay. But I know it won't ever be. So I need to let it all go. But sadly I also know me, scars from my wounds still show. Maybe I should at least slow my pace take time to see what is there. I don't want this to become a race, with me not going anywhere. I am weary, but I will stay in motion. I can't afford to come to a complete stop. Like a wave out in the ocean, that rolls from bottom to top. One day soon, I hope to see the why, if and the how. And hope it makes sense to me, or when, who and what now?