FIGHT ME (A farewell to sleepless nights) BY: Jael Providence I stopped running. I stopped hiding. My feet hit the ground, weary and wounded. I am tired of running. I am tired of hiding. I hit the ground running every time. I am ready to fight you. I’m tired of running. I’m out of breath. I have nowhere else to run. With my pride on my sleeves and my emotions masked. I’m tired of running so I’ll stay. When I feel the need I’ll catch a flight, but for now  ...