
Unbeknownst to him,
I watched on a whim.
Translations of a dead tongue,
Eyes wide and fever wrung.
Caught as I watch in fear,
Danger draws near.
Stopping for no breeze,
Lungs burn and wheeze.
Cruel brutality,
Irrationality.
No where to run or hide.
I increase my stride.
Chased down fast…
No matter how far I go,
I can’t outrun my past.
Very emotional
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