There are times in your life when you draw on everything you have.
My feet pound against the solid ground, willing myself to keep going despite my aching legs. My eyesight's blurred and I can't tell where I am; outside or inside. I don't know if it's night or day, I don't know weather this is really happening or I'm just dreaming, I don't know why there chasing me. I don't know...
Times when you reach into the deepest part of yourself.
... and that's why I'm scared... no, not scared... I'm bloody terrified.
Times when you know you gotta give it your absolute all...
But I can't let that afect me. I can't stop running, I can't stop hoping, I can't stop trying, I can't back down. I can't...
... because anything less won't get the job done.
... and that over rides the fear, my instinct to survive. Because I know, even if they haven't said, if they catch me...
It's in times like these that you find out who you really are.
... they will kill me, plain and simple.
That is...
But they won't, they can't, for one simple reason.
...if you live long enough.
I'm not alone.