Run,
The wind whispers,
She pushes her legs faster,
Feet surging forward.
A father.
A hand.
A flinch.
A whimper.
An open door.
A light.
Feet against the pavement.
A bird with broken wings.
A girl with no chains.
An impossible escape.
The fractured house wails in the distance,
The wind roars back.
The girl screams a broken cry.
A cry of freedom.
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Poetry• For those with invisible wounds • For those with rushed childhoods • For those with forgotten memories • For the trauma • For those that dream • For those that lost someone important • For the selfless • For those with plastered smiles • for t...
