Running through a forest,
Following a shadow
Stumbling over twigs
My bare foot steps in a puddle
***** and muddy.
Where am I going?
Why am I running?
Cold wind blows through my hair
Noises drown my fear
Darkness wraps me in a cocoon
My breath has been stolen
Again and again.
The ground trembles
The trees wither
Death catches up with us
Sooner or later.