Running

I run forever, in a corridor of glass
Where with others, I sprinted fast
I left behind soon, their gasps and calls
The only thing I hear, is silence’s encore

I run alone, along that mirrored path
No one else behind, an awaited last
But still I see, a reflection in the glass,
A reflection of myself, running as fast

I sought to run, to leave him behind
But he stayed on, as time goes by
So on I ran, faster then light
And my reflection thus, I soon lose sight

So now I run, alone at last
My reflection even, the light not cast
Now as I look, into the mirrors beside
The only thing I see, is the nothing inside

Running