those tangled webs

The sound of the soles of my boots slapping the wet pavement is steady in my ears. The faster I run, the more I realize I'm leaving the place I truly belong. Just as I am about to turn around, my whole point of view is different. Instead of looking back up the long alley I descended, all I can see is the night sky.
The stars truly are beautiful tonight..
My vision begins to blur and the same time everything around me is tinged red...
I search for the strength to lift my arms but they seem to be filled with lead.
I can smell blood in the air.. probably my own. I assume I slipped..
The cold rain drips down my face slowly.. calming me.
I drift away..