• I feel it crawling up and down my back,
    never showing any slack,
    this feeling that seems to never leave my mind.

    Always stalking,
    but never moving,
    this feeling I have must be true.

    Nothing can describe,
    the feeling of running out of time,
    as it draws closer to me in the dark and light.

    When I feel the eyes glaring,
    I cannot help but staring,
    always knowing nothing is there.

    Even though many times I tried,
    I know I cannot hide,
    I must face this feeling head on.

    This feelings hard to face,
    but I know I have to trace,
    whatever causes my heart to pound to furiously.

    I don't know what I think,
    when my heart starts to shrink,
    but I do know what hides in the light isn't there.