Runaway

‘Failure’

‘Waist of space’

‘No one will ever love you’

The voices go on, as they continue to shout, they continue to inform me of what I already know, Things that i have been told throughout the years. Looking at my reflection through a puddle staring at my tear stained cheeks with my dull watery purple eyes,‘Freak’ The words continue, echoing louder and louder till my own thoughts are drowned away like they never existed,  I looked at my muddy cut up hands, then up at the grey sky, the soft drops of water hitting my warm cheeks cleaning off the mud that was once smeared on my face, my tears matching with the light cold water as I knelt on the sidewalk, slowly closing my pink puffy eyes feeling the refreshing coolness of the soft rain. Hearing the cars drive by hoping one will run into me, Hoping one will end my life from this cruel evil word. Nothing holds me here, nothing is tying me down to this world, there is no happiness there is no love, there is no joy.. Taking my hands and resting them on my lap.

Letting the tears fall from my eyes. 'Slut' the word rang louder than the others. Looking at my bruised wrists thinking of what had happened just a few hours ago, thinking on how they sold me, sold my body making me a slave, a slave of horror and sex. Seeing the images pop though my mind as they ripped my clothes off showing my bruised body. My hands tied together behind my back, the unbearable pain as they slapped and kicked me leaving cuts and broken bones. It hurts to breath, it hurts to think, it hurts to move. I ran, I ran once I got the chance, I ran as fast as I could before they could ring the bell. I ran till my feet bled, till my ankles gave out. My heart still pumping, the blood in my vain's still flowing and my muscles still aching. The adrenaline hasn't left, the fear of them finding me made me shiver, the mud slowly falls down my body once again showing my cut up dirty underwear. I laid down on the warm concrete feeling my body go numb, as my eyes closed to obey my body for a eternal sleep.

 

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