I’m running as fast as my legs can carry me.
My breath is growing shorter.
This chase leads indefinitely to my demise.
From the reaper, I run.

It is imperative I elude you, at least for now.
For I have dreams to fulfill.
Adventures yet to be had.
Bonds that cannot yet be broken.

I can’t let him catch me just yet.
I must play this game a little longer.
I must cheat death.
To this day, I’m still running from the reaper.