What it's like

In my dreams, I'm chased I'm hunted by the light so I'm running from the light with all the strength that's left of me as fast as I can and yet very slowly as in every dream I'm running towards the darkness to hide and be safe be safe from everything of this world As I hide I'm writing I'm writing it all down so anyone that come after it all so they know that I was caught I was caught in-between the life I didn't choose and the one I was thrown into I was caught in-between the fight I never started and the war I was born into just so they know. they won't read it now but it's okay cos someday they will someday when I'm no longer here they will read and know I was here.