flight and fight

i'm running away from the thing that's chasing me..

sometimes it catches up to me. i get dragged down.. and savage, relentless beatings follow..

i fight back, but i'm weaker, so i try to escape, try to run.

try to run away from this senseless, deep emptiness.

so far, i always managed to get away, but everytime it closes in, i ask:

will i escape again this time?


~the tears won't come out no more..~