i keep looking back
but my feet bring me forward
there is nothing behind me
there's just dead silence
up in the streets of nothingness
i keep on moving, but
my head can't seem to obey my heart
wanting to look back and evaluate
in the dead silence behind me
i still feel something stalking
waiting
and ready to pounce
whenever the opportunity presents itself
i keep bringing my feet forward
yet my body is still
and i'm glancing an inch to the pitch black back
to find nothing
and here i am still
looking back
and waiting
for the pitch black back
to consume me whole
on and on
........................
sfzy@7.51am
28/9/2010
