Running...

All the lights are misty in the river
All the sounds are silenced in the breeze
All the wildlife hiding from the light of silver
Sitting there, watching me.

My tired body aches as I flee in the night
Running from an unseen force
My splashing feet give the darkness a sound of fright
Screaming in agony as I run my course

Cold air is biting at my frozen legs
Hair is standing upon my arms
I fall down in the ice cold water, preparing to beg
Climbing into the tree roots, ready to sound my alarm.