Rapid pulse
Wind in my hair
I hear my own footsteps
Going against the moving air
I run, not looking back
Even through temptation
Looking straight forward
Only towards my destination
This is my escape
It is my only way out
Of all the chaos and evil
Lurking in our world about
I'm getting tired
I must keep running
For I have gone too far
To just stop now and give in
"I'm almost there"
I hear my heart pound
My feet cross the white line
"Alright!" I shout, " A touchdown"
AN: For all those who are wondering, I am no athletic sports person, but I
just wanted to put a twist at the end.