Running To Freedom

I was walking in the sunshine happy and careFREE oh yeah, humming a tune in my head when a car stopped wanta a ride miss? he looked handsome and friendly so I got in and that was my mistake, mistake, mistake we were driving a wild ride on streets unknown swirling and twirling then he was dragging me up stairs, ouch down a hall and into a room a dirty disgusting stinking room of filthy walls my prison walls, walls, WALLS and from something to nothing I was doomed he spoke to me with words angry blurred whispering in my ear, biting, that I was his now, his, his he said, tell me you love me and I did, I did say it 'cause his knife was at my throat I did everything he wanted when he left me I was chained like an animal a prisoner with no freedom had nothing anymore but deep inside was courage, a flame still burned he was a coward with a knife knowing one day he would eventually make a mistake and it came suddenly he left forgetting the chain I lay waiting, waiting, listening to his fading footsteps then sprung up opened the door and ran ran to freedom, ran, ran, ran, ran from nothing towards something, something how long had I been in that room of doom I had no concept of time anymore where do I go? where are you mom? ____________________________ March 22, 2019 Poetry/Free Verse/Running To FREEDOM Copyright Protected, ID 19- 1126-803-02 All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym. Submitted to the contest, NA Re-Run (rec'd NA Freedom to nothing, 4/24/19) sponsor, John Hamilton Third Place