A Past Memory

Diminishing Light,
Retreating,
Losing It’s Fight..
Night Closing In,
A Brilliant Glow,
An Illuminant Crescent,
Starting To Show..
 
My Pace Quickens,
Glancing Behind Me,
Shadows Moving,
Darting Beside Me,
I’m A Trembling,
Shaking,
Quivering Mess,
Eerie Sounds,
Causing Distress..
My Pounding Heart,
Rustling Leaves,
The Thump Of My Chest,
The Wind Through The
Trees..
 
Under The Cover Of Night,
Bodies Surround Me,
Around Me,
An Ever Decreasing Circle,
Closing In On Me,
Circling Their Prey,
Watching,
Whispering,
Like A Vice They Tighten,
Terror Stricken,
My Chest Thumping,
I’m Trying To Run,
I’m Trying To Think,
Break Out Of This Chain,
Look For A Weak Link..
 
No Where To Run,
No Where To Hide,
All That’s Left,
Is My Will To Survive.

Clapham Junction, Very Late, About 20 years ago :o(