Blurs of light flashed 

before her weak, half shut

bloodshot eyes as she

ran down the alley 

searching for safety

some kind of sanctuary

shelter from the past

once just a memory being brushed away

now, it was here clear as day

running in the night

dark twists and turns 

down narrow inner paths 

provide a sort of buffer

between herself and reality

just enough for her to function

at an almost acceptable level