The Chase
It's the beginning
So far away
Yet tethered
Until forever has reached its end
A circle
Never ending
Ever lasting
Until you reach me at last
I can feel you
I can hear you
But I can't change my course
Gripping and ripping
The breath from my chest
Ragged and racing
Destined for facing
Eternal rest
The path has narrowed
The walls screaming in my ears
Forever harrowed
Blood running like tears
I can smell you
I can see you
But I can't change my course
It's the end
You're upon me
It's the end
There's nothing left
It's the end
There's no way out
You have sought me
You have caught me
It's the end of my course
Copyright © Brontë Morris | Year Posted 2011
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