from the corner of my eye

Clammy fingers brush my skin
an omnious darkness closes in
whispers of a word, croaked by many voices
I’m running out of choices
I fear these crazy voices
And I run

the fall of footsteps behind me
heavy breathing,
all burns inside me they chant one word
I hear one word
don”t say my name
they scream, its a game,
calling out my name
And i keep running
from what i fear;
the light ,
the truth.
Its all that I see
from the corner of my eye