Red.

Watching, these sentinels

Everlasting, evil, knowing

Eyes are searching

Hands are clutching

I'll stop before they do.

These shadows hide stories

There is no light to show them

But unlike these secrets,

The shadows can't hide me;

The sentinels will find me.

I dive deeper

To no avail.

Red is the first colour lost.

They're spying after me

Stalking, always. Me.

Unblinking, staring

Piercing darkness, chasing

Moving with me;

Always against me.

The static silence descends...

It's time to stop running

It's time to turn, wait

Face these demons I've made.

I've stopped,

Inhale,

Close your eyes...

Please let it be their turn.