I sprint--panting heavily
arms flailing
churning empty space
panic besieges my heart
chest tightens
constricting bands encircle
my fatigued lungs
echoes of footfalls
shake the night
and tilt the pavement underneath
wind rushing through my ears
as high pitched siren
precedes disaster
Shadows stab at my vision
shapes twisting up concrete walls
I dodge intensely to and fro
hot pain through my skull
drowning out all senses
run run run
run
run
run
my body screams
contracting muscles near collapse from the strain
sweat is flung into the night
a corner approaching rapidly
swaying violently in time with my steps
down on the concrete i glance
look look look
look
look
look
a silhouette grasping from behind me--
arms outstretched--
almost within reach--
it is him; Time--
and he is gaining.
This was written for Poets United. This week's theme was Monsters.
