Demons
running through the forest
my attacker at my heels
thu thump thu thump
my heart a pounding drum
playing a faxt tune
thu thump thu thump
his growls of torture
of danger of horror
thu thump thu thump
i stop and turn
and i say
thu thump thu thump
"through dangers untold and hardships unnumbered
i can and will make it."
thu thump thu thump
his hand intwined in my hair
knife in hand through it all
thu thump thu thump
i am a soundless reagdoll
after our commotion, he walks away
but every so often, he can hear
thu thump thu thump
Copyright © Dani Sousa | Year Posted 2009
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