Escape

Clouds clustered in a

Configuration of my greatest

Consternations

A hollow, menacing skull

I run

The raging beast

Sniffing with its monstrous, gray snout

Charges forward with threatening determination

Trees fall and plants razed

I run

Thunder roars overhead

Nothing can be heard aside from

The sound of footsteps in the rain

and snarls in the background

I cover my ears

Wishing for this day to be over

as I tread through this depraved swamp

Fear grabs on to me

and slowly begins to envelop my heart

I run

Past the glittering stones

Littered throughout the flourished forest floor

Past the tropical birds

Gawking at me with their outstretched beaks

All in a straight line of green, blue, red and black

I run

The path converges

Sending me to the verge

of disaster

Bending down

I pick up a stick

I turn around

I stand.