Escape From Purple
Purple facial bruises portrayed how her dreams died.
Purple hazes held all the tears she had initially cried.
Mute were the screaming broken layers she concealed.
Nightmare fears could end her if they were revealed.
Nowhere was anyone in whom she could safely confide.
Her story shared could drown another in terror's tide.
She deliberately avoided people, she made no friends,
never a conversation to lend or offered ear to bend.
She glimpsed an offer holding hope and it was do or die,
if caught she would know she fought with a plan to try.
Tonight, she would run with strangers who each knew
but a piece her escape route from purple’s purview.
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