I’m running.

I fear what is following me.

I’m running.

I can feel I am pursued.

I’m running.

No matter how far,

I’m running.

It’s right behind me.

I’m running.

It’s going to catch me.

I’m running.

I turn a corner.

I’ve lost it, for now.

I’m running.

It’ll find me again.

I’m running.

It’s a game it plays.

I’m running.

I can’t let it win.

I’ll keep running

Until I lose it for good.