theSLAYER; The Road That Never Ends.
theSLAYER; The Road That Never Ends.
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Running,
Just running.
This path is very very harsh:
It is muddy, slippery and rough all at the same time,
Not to mention that the area is very poorly illuminated,
It is very bad during the need for speed.
But being compared to being out in the open,
Sitting duck to who or what may be chasing after me,
The lush, dark and mysterious forest path is definitely a much wiser choice.

I have no idea where I am this time,
But I have no time to lose.
I get on my feet,
and starting sprinting away.
I'm running at the speed,
That I cannot cover my tracks;
Ironically,
I'm on a getaway mission.
This is DEFINITELY one of those days,
Where there is no rest for the wicked.
To get spotted immediately,
Is almost definitely a cruel, cruel joke.

I'm panting deeply,
Gravely gasping for air.
It seems that for now I have lost my pursuers for now,
But better safe than sorry,
My diversion is already in place.
Despite the fact that hiding in some desolate hut,
where cobwebs can be bigger than my palm are as plentiful as oxygen in air,
covered totally in barbaric graffiti,
it will still make a good hideout.
The most amazing thing,
is that the power isn't disconnected!
So I left one of the old and dusty yellow lights on,
So that it will gain attention,
and distract the trackers away from me.
In the mean time,
I'll have to hide up here,
In the insect-infested rain tree,
Until the moment I am gone again.
And that happened, pretty soon.



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