I run and run into the deepest night

Running from all the things I hate the most

The reality of it all. Death. Heart break.

All the things that make this bloody world move

I run so far but it is always at my heels

Biting and nipping to hard until they bleed

But not even then does it stop

It must grab at my hair and pull me to the ground

Only to laugh as it watches me scramble to my feet

My eyes wild with fear I continue to run

But it is always there, always sneering at my foolishness

I trip and fall over one body after another

My breath tears at my throat as if to run from my lungs

My lungs which burn with ever lasting fire

My feet leave bloody tracks for it to follow

My fingers drip this dark warm liquid onto the ground

My eyes leave salty tears falling through the air

I gasp and pant for air in this foggy air

I tremble as my ears catch the laughter of this horrible creature

This creature of strife, pain, suffering, and reality of these mortal lives

I continue to run and run until I can move no more

But even then I try to escape this thing that haunts my thoughts asleep and awake

On and on the chase continues, my inescapable nightmare

I can hear it right behind me but I do not look back

For to do so would only make me despair in this adversity and give up

So I close my eyes to the bloody ground and the crimson sun

And the thick darkness which I could almost touch

I continue to run even as my body falls apart

For it is my Fate to defy that which I refuse to believe

So on and on I run, to escape all reality which I always know is there.

Waiting to feed on my broken body and spirit…