broken and empty

I feel empty, like all my insides have been torn out. It feels like I have a heavy brick puling at my throat and sinking in my belly. I'm heavy and it's suffocating. How do I give this to GOD? How do I hand over my sorrow? I ask for direction and it seems all I get is lost. I ask for discernment and all I get it is more fog. I'm at a loss and don't know where to go or what to do. I feel the pull of my track shoes, waiting for a good run. I could leave everything I know and not come back. That's what I'm good at. That's what I excel in, leaving. Maybe it's time to embrace the one thing I'm decent in, running.