Once fallen asleep i dread the dreams my subconscious allows to seep. On rusted train tracks I'm running slow and my knees are feeling weak. Night and night i hear the fright, my demons aren't afraid to fight. "Run all you want" they said. "We'll soon have our spotlight. Ignore the message? I did. but was also received loud and clear. I knew what it meant. The intent. No increment. The rage was coming. I could feel it grow as i sat.
Humming.