(Narrative poem)
There is no escape from the pain.
It follows me.
Hiding in the shadows.
I turn away to find sun.
The pain turns it into darkness.
Run as I may, the darkness will find me.
I find an open door and I approach it.
But the pain rushes ahead and shuts it.
Trapped in a corner.
Pain, turns to darkness.
Darkness turns to danger.
Day and night.
There is no escape.