Exhaustion, fatigue, hopelessness
These are feelings that take hold over me as I run.
Run to escape, to forget
Run till I can no longer move, no longer breathe
Till exhaustion sets in and I collapse from the futility of it all
I run from the despair that is my life
From the hope that is no longer there
I run from the ever haunting nightmare that is my past
I run from the future I could have had
The future that I should have had
I run from the monster who haunts my dreams
I run to escape the darkness
Always knowing that sooner or later I will get caught
Caught by the darkness that is past
Caught by the monster whose name I once took
Caught like some insignificant fly in a spider's web
Struggling futilely to escape
Only to realize that there is no such thing
One can never escape their past
Only run from it
Only hide from it
Always scared of getting caught by it
