I run
to find a safe place
since the beginning
everything breaks all around me
when I stop
it falls apart
cuts up my feet
and my body to
each step I take.
This glass slices up my body
leaves me injured
bruised
leaving blood
on the floor.
I continue to run
but these people stop me
mid way
promising me
a safe place
all nothing but lies
as they come at my heart with a knife.
I run
I’m getting tired
I need a safe place
arms that are warm to the touch
to keep me safe.
I stop
I looked
now I’m on the ground
am I safe at home now?
© Copyright Beloved Loveless October 2009