On the run

Have you ever like if you take one more step, you’ll just collapse and fall into the darkness? I made that feeling. I feel it every day, every minute, every second of my life. I’m always running, not because I want to, but because I can’t stop. The fear of being caught overwhelms me. I am now weaker because of it. But that small spark of hope that burns inside me urges me to keep running. It’s the fear that gives me the actual energy to run.