The Void/ The Nothing

Eons

Eons... it feels like eons have gone by since I last heard my name being called.

Who was it that called my name though?

We're they friend, family, or the thing I am hiding from?

Am I even hiding?

I want to sleep, but I'm not tired.

Every time I wish to stop, or even slow my feet, I move FASTER!!! I run!!

I'm surprised I'm even still alive... am I?

I'd have to be, right? I still breath. I still feel the aches and pain in my form.

I can't be the only thing alive though, right?

Right?

How could I be living this long. The normal life span is at least one hundred years, right? How am I living eons at a time?

Or was that a lie?

I really want to turn around, see what's behind me.

What is that I'm doing here?

Should I turn around?

I'm running again.

What is it I'm running from?

Or... am I running toward something?

I'm not sure I'd want to run toward the thing... if it takes this long to get there.

I've got to do something about this.