The Hunter and the Hunted

I keep running from something, but I do not know what It keeps following me no matter the places I go or the doors I shut I never hear it, but if I wait too long it’s upon me Though I hide, it doesn’t matter, I’m never free It’s in my head, it’s in my soul Filled with dread, seeking control Constantly running is killing me inside Sometimes I wish I had already died Instead I continue my pace, I carry on I push myself forward in this exhausting marathon Maybe I’m not running away, but instead towards Maybe I shouldn’t be afraid of what’s behind as I continue forward Falling over and over, I always somehow manage to pick myself up Despite the doubt and fear, I am confident, never admitting defeat, I know I am tough My resolve is constantly tested as I hear the voices inside criticize and taunt But I have undying hope and an iron will, I will get where I am going, I will get what I want