Running.
Forever running.
Will I ever be able to stop running?
I sit here in the darkness.
Waiting.
Watching.
Running and hiding.
Over and over again.
Like a broken record.
Will I ever stop?
They still follow me.
Back to running.
My lungs burn and my heart races.
I won't stop running.
Not til my legs give out and my feet are bloody.
If this is living I don't want to know what dying is.
What will happen if I stop running.
Will I be killed like an animal?
Or treated like a slave?
I will never know because I will never stop running.
