Backward Glance

I run through the darkness
With my eyes set ahead,
Not daring to take a backward glance.

My heart races
And my breathing is heavy,
But I don't dare take a backward glance.

My mind imagines what pursues me
And my heart burns with fear,
But I don't dare take a backward glance.

I hear no footsteps
Nor any other noise,
But I don't dare take a backward glance.

Is my pursuer still behind me?
Am I still being followed?
But I don't dare take a backward glance.

For if I take that one glance,
I may regret it for the rest of my life.
So I don't dare take a backward glance.

But the temptation is far too great;
I turn my head and look behind
And I soon regret my backward glance.

Why didn't I listen?
Why didn't I obey?
Why did I take that backward glance?

For behind me I see a wretched face,
One of which I will never forget.
I will always regret my backward glance.

Lightening descends from the heavens above
And strikes the creature as it lunges towards me.
I will always regret my backward glance.

The creature lays still upon the ground
And my heart wants to leap from my chest,
God used my backward glance.

The creature can no longer haunt my steps
And fear no longer clouds my mind,
God used my backward glance.

My lesson learned
Is that God can use your mistakes for good,
He even used my backward glance.