Footsteps

Footsteps
Closer they come
closer and closer then--
Stopped.
A cold silence
inaudible yet still
deafening
A moment to think,
Processed
...then RUN
Ice, hard pavement
Two sets
Of footsteps
One innocent
One guilty
Fear--it surrounds,
What is going on?
Stop thinking,
JUST RUN.
Past the shadows
Past the houses
Past the world
Into the darkness
Then dead end,
No.
Does it end...now?
Footsteps
Frightening,
Belligerent
Glistening metal
Fall.
Then...well...
Just silence.