The Void/ The Nothing

Short running

I started running... if I can even call it that.

I was hoping, maybe, I'd find whatever I was looking for.

It so cold, yet I'm burning up.

I tried looking behind me, to see if I was being chased, but it was like in front of me. And what was to the left, and all around me.

Nothing.

I tried running, to see if I'd get tired, but it won't end.

Should I even stop walking? Would that kill me? If I stop now? But I can't stop.

Is that why I can't stop, because my body knows something I don't?

I want to cry, scream, anything... but it won't come. My face remains dry. My mouth remains shut. I just keep walking.

I must be dead, and this must be my hell. But why this? Why a nothing? Why a void?

No... it can't be. I'd have seen something by now. Besides, infinity doesn't last too long, right? Everything must have an end, right?

I can't be stuck in this constant loop of running, to walking, to sprinting, just to go back to walking as if it were impossible to stop. Right?

There has to be others, right?

Right?

Besides, I walk on.