Who Am I?

Up the staircase

I ran;

the rock-strewn steps

trembled

underneath my thumps;

my heart,

mirroring them,

rattled in the cage

of my chest.

A force knocked me down.

Kneeling on my knees

I found

a cloud of memories

hovering

over me

with a torch.

Déjà vu.

The cloud

burned

into ashes.

Who am I? ◆

Illustration by Heba (@fathom_the_road).