a Place to Hide.....

Running...Finding for A Place to Hide

My soul grows heavy with every breath i take.
I can't stop running yet every step that i take pounds my feet even more.
The hard cement is knocking at my soul, telling my to drop, to let the earthquake suck me in,
but for some uncomprehensible reason my feet keep moving...
The cold, bone-chilling wind is wipping oppisite my face,
but somehow pushing me forward, testing my strength to survive.
My bare feet are numb, I cannot feel my hands anymore.
My foot steps echo through this empty road.
A road that has no end.
By panting, breathing heavily, i reassure myself that i am alive...
My mind, terrified to look behind me, for fear of my fears catching up with me.
The thundering of the earthquake suddenly stops,
for an instant my feet stop and i fall to the ground defeated
As the ground around me breaks, i fall through for what seems like forever...i just keep falling.
I finally land but feel no pain.
Instead, i lie in a humongous mansion on a big bed, sleeping.
I heard one small, still voice reaching me.
Although, I could not see the figure, he said,
'You ran from all the world, and even when you felt you had no strength
left you kept on.
You kept in me and i kept in you.
You are home now, you may rest
Well done, my child...