Chasing of Demons.

Run headlong into what will become Attempt to escape all that has come to pass For I too am fleet of foot You can’t elude me for I am always with you Try to torch away your life’s history Disregard lies that rolled off your silver tongue Deep inside you realize all your labors Become the sum of a vile masquerade For my voice always resonates within your soul Past the zenith of midnight your lies surface Silently begging for the redemption of dawn Running relentless yet always standing still Your moment of penitence is a fading exodus Of thinning moments holding but a scarcity For I shall torture you goading your every moment Fall to your knees beseeching absolution The flight of fear only becomes more cumbersome As time wears away your sanities resolve Confess to the world and admit of your guilt Repent yourself to me for only I know the truth You can never hide away from me For I too am fleet of foot I shall make you pay one way or another We see from the same eyes…our voice is one I am your conscience You know of my resolve