Run
Run, they said to me. Run from all you have done.
So I ran in the woods, the wind stinging my face but still I did not stop
The branches struck me and made me bleed but still I did not stop
The roots of trees stuck up from the ground and tripped me, but still I did not stop
I could not look back for not far behind was destruction from my lies.
I could hear the branches and leaves under my feet, and behind me, but still I did not stop.
I could feel the cold hands reaching for me from behind so i could not stop
They would yell and tempt me to look back, they called my name, but still I did not stop
The birds flew away from their trees, and animals ran at the sight, but still I did not stop.
Darkness fell and they fell behind, farther and farther in the dark, but still I did not stop
Cold water meet my legs and feet, soaking me to the bone tell i was froze, but still I did not stop
I could not stop running, for if I did lies, and darkness were waiting for me.
Surly I ran that night never a moment to slow down, nor to rest.
The morning came and still I ran, from the evil that awaited me,still i did not stop.
Run they said to me, run from all you have done.
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