Repeat.
Walk, run, hide, repeat.
It was the only thing we could do. When we hid we rested as much as we could.
Walk, run, hide, repeat.
They're getting closer and there's only a handful of us left. When will this end? When will we finally be caught and taken back there? We know it's going to happen.
So why can't I feel the dread? Why is the light still here? How did any of us make it to where we are now? How are we smiling and laughing with each other? How are we ignoring our fate?
Walk, run, sleep, repeat.
Walk, laugh, sleep, repeat.
We've come too far to let go now. We are together and our journey is almost over. No matter how it ends, we will still be together.
