A locked grave, a confined space My heart pounding, a tight brace the strongest oppression: time’s pace alone and lost, I was chased.
Run, run, run, as fast as you can Or do as some say: start, lest it began But now it was too late, the attacker was behind Edging close, a knife in her hand -
We will soon meet, at the time she feels But there was a last resort, for those who were weak I could leave the chase and fall off the cliff Or just remain and receive death’s kiss
Arriving time, time has arrived Slash, slash - a blood splash A red boundary formed, impossible to cross. Deadline - that’s what it was called.
Too many assignments due too soon. Relatable much?