The Beast

Picking up pace
Running through time and space.
As the beast jumped branch to branch,
I knew I only had one chance.
With darkness closing,
Fear exposing,
Screams were heard,
But no one dared to say a word.
I groped my way out through thick, endless trees.
Once out, I cried and fell to my knees.
The beast has yet to be seen,
But I know he is out there waiting for me.