It waits, watches, following, chasing
Sadness… creeping into every memory
I turn to look only to feel its gaze cutting through my soul.
Just stay one step ahead – I think to myself.
I run to escape its presence.
I trip and fall on a single thought lingering in my almost
empty consciousness…
a consciousness that only inhibits distant memories.
I want to cry, I want to close my eyes and sleep.
On the ground I look up.
I see it hovering, staring down on me.
I smell its breath like a faint whisper.
Its weight is upon me.
I quickly get up, running faster this time - trying to get away.
I hear its invisible footsteps behind me.
Closer.
“Stay ahead” I remind myself with a false smile.
“Stop!” I yell. “Stop!” I yell again.
Nobody can hear me.
Silence enters my thoughts like chirping birds – they
enter my soul.
I fear its presence upon me.
Weakness overcomes me.
Empty.
As read by Lucy
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