"Run!" He shouted.
The guards taunting with tasers.
He grabs my hand and pulls me along.
I feel his warm embrace.
I squeeze it to let him know I'm following.
He makes me feel warm.
He makes me feel secure.
He makes me feel safe.
We burst out the prison doors.
We run.
We never look back.
The alarms screeching in the distance.
We runaway like we're long lost children.
