No voice will come out of my mouth, no matter how hard I try to scream. It's almost like I am in the whole world all by myself. No matter if I screamed. No one would be there to hear me.
I close my eyes in fear. I am here. Come. I am here.
I know he is watching me. I try to catch my breath, but I can't. My heart feels like it's going to explode. I am here. I keep running, faster and faster. I am racing. It's like this was a game. I am racing against the time, the wolrd, against him. Against myself.
I feel how my heart burns. I can hear him somewhere. I pretend like I can't see that something, peeking in the shadows. No lights anywhere. It's just so dark. But still, I am here.
My feet start to hurt. I can hear my own heart beat. Its like the loudest thunder storm ever. I can hear my own blood, with my own ears. The sound is like a huge waterfall; beautiful and dangerous. If I'll stop now, I will get drowned in the water. I will get deeper and deeper, until.. what then? Will I just stop excisting?
I can't soon think about anything else. Only, how my body hurts and begs me to stop- at least so I could breathe. I refuse. I can't. I can't feel anything. I have forgotten how it feels like, to feel. I am afraid. I am unsure. What if this is just another wall? What if I will just run against another wall?
I keep running. One step. Then another. The darkness is surrounding me. I can hear how voices cry all around me. "No!" I scream. "NO!" I jump out of the dirty road. My feet get wet as they hit the ground. Is this the one last game that I can't win? My enemy doesn't have footsteps. It is all around me, and still nowhere in the same time. It's like trying to fight your own mind. It's personal, but really none of your business.
My heart gets still faster and faster. I jump, I refuse to fall. Something hits my face. I scream and hit is back, when realizing it was just a tree. It's not my time yet.
Waterdrops fall down my face- They look like teardrops. The coldness aganst my burning hot skin feels good. I keep hearing something. I hope its wind, even though I know it's not.
"No!!" I scream again, as feel my foot getting caught. I hit a tree with my hands. I am stuck. I can't move. It's feels like the forrest around me is laughing. "Shut up!" I shout. I try to pull my foot and keep going. It wont move. I start to panic even more.
I lose my balance suddenly. It feels like hours. I fall slowly. My face hits the ground. I feel the water around me. The scent of fresh air mixed to the smell of dead grass and leaves. The sweet scent of death around me.
I can feel my blood on my face, it covers my eyes slowly. I reach my hand to touch it. My blood, my thoughts, something that once used to be my life. Warmth. Love. Hate. Feelings.
I know it's getting closer to me as I lay on the ground, waiting for my death. Is it like this for everyone? Suddenly, I feel relaxed. Until I realize.
My foot moves a bit. Its hurts. I feel something stronger than anything in this world. I feel hope. Hope is stronger than time, death, violence. Stronger than anything. But I guess it was just a mirage. A mirage of hope.
"No!! Leave me be!", I scream for the last time. My voice comes back to me. I keep hearing it from all around me. The peacful silence. I know it is here. "Leave me be", I sob, until I close my eyes. I feel one lonely teardrop making its way down my cheeck. It then falls on the ground like a valuable pearl.