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.