I Ran
I ran
To escape
An evil
Year
After
Year
Becoming tired
As I could not
Out run it
So
I stopped
To face it
And die
It stripped me
Of dignity
It humiliated me
It mocked me
Spat in my face
Kicked me
Profanities
Screamed in my ears
I stood there
Shamed
Naked
In front of the
Universe
And everyone
I could not tell apart
The spital
From tears
Physical pain
From self-loathing
The will
To life
Or the desire
To die
It dragged me
By the feet
Through the streets
Of a man-made hell
Then it left me
With nothing
Just a heap
From which grew
I
Flower
Copyright © Dominic Middleton | Year Posted 2023
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