FlashbackMy heart is beating,
beating fast.
My feet are pounding,
over broken glass.
Tears are streaming down my face,
Even they don't slow my pace.
My breath is coming in short,
short gasps.
My legs are running,
down the path.
Thin and ostrich like they glide,
A limping stagger in my stride.
A dagger pain in my chest,
My broken heart does not rest.
It pumps on and on,
through the night.
It won't let me give up my fight.
My ankle's broke,
It will not heal.
That's all part of this sick deal.
The pain,
The torture,
The crying's the same
All coming from stupid blame.
The door slams,
He's calling for me,
My legs move faster,
Trying to flee.
He's running now,
With all his might,
But I keep on trying, trying to fight.
I want, I want, I want to be free,
I want to not have to run and flee.
He's caught up,
His arm snakes out,
Grabs me,
Spins me about.
My heart flutters in a panicked race,
There we stand,
face to face.
His arm raises,
His hand comes down,
My ears ring with a smacking sound.
He hits me again,
I fall to the ground,
Crushed beer bottles jab at me now.
A small whimper escapes my mouth,
He gets even madder,
cusses me out.
His fists are raining down with force,
beating me like the hoofs of a horse.
Tomorrow the bruises will still remain,
I will remember the crippling pain.
I raise my hands,
Close my eyes,
Retreat deep,
Deep inside.
My arms block most of his blows as I try to go somewhere,
Somewhere alone.
Somewhere where I don't need to cry,
Somewhere where I don't feel I'm about to die.
Somewhere, somewhere, somewhere safe.
Oh please, someone take me away from this place.
Reach down,
Give me a hand.
Help me,
Save me from this man.
No one helps me,
Listens at all,
Nothing heeds my silent call.
He kicks me now,
Bruising my ribs,
My mind fills with a million fibs.
"I fell down",
"I tripped over the stairs",
But no one will probably ask or care.
Then your foot hits my head,
My mind goes black and the world is dead.