finding delilah

i have been in captivity for the past ten years. scratching the days off on my cell wall right before they shut the lights off for the night. Ten years of being tortured, tested on, and pushed to my witts end time and time again. Ten long years of not knowing what has become of my family, ten years of waking up at night screaming because of the memories.

no matter though. all of that is in my past now. just as is my place of captivity in my review mirror. Pushing down on the accelorator i speed of . the taste of freedom on the tip off my tounge as the stolen harley i was on roared down the winding highway. Leading me away from my captors an the horrible memories that plauged me while within those white walls.

little did I know that my freedom would come with a price... A price i wasn't so sure i wanted to pay.