The boxes are packed.
They sit in the car, eager to start
the next leg of your life with you.
So why are you still standing in Daddy's driveway?
You've talked about this moment
since you turned eighteen.
Are you a coward?
That's not how he raised you.
Hold your head high.
Run away from that life,
from that side of town.
Start the next chapter with her by your side.
Nobody owns you.
You can roam free now.
Tattoo your stories onto those pages
and your skin.
They have already made their permanent mark on you.
What'sthe harm in adding one more?
YOU ARE READING
Rays in the Dark
Short StoryA collection of stories and poems depicting people's lives as they struggle with love, mental illnesses, and the everyday battles that life throws their way.
