There is a thing.
I know you probably can’t see it and it may be something horrible.
But you’ve got your back to it.
If you turn around, it hides.
If you try to see it in the mirror, it looks like something else.
If you want to describe it, the words fail to appear in your head.
It is colorless, without volume, and lacking shape.
It is senseless to try and master it.
It’s stalking you actually.
Just some friendly advice, though: Don’t try to run away from it.
That’s just what it wants.