I know, instinctively, it’s my chance to flee now
but how will I get away?
I can’t stay amidst this violent nightmare; my soul’s starting to decay
When did you cease to care for me; when did our love decide to die?
I’ve been searching the stars for answers but they’re not written in the sky
For your kisses, they are now fist-shaped and once lovemaking; repackaged as rape
And yet it’s your words that do the most damage, its now my sanity at stake
So if I’m going to truly do this, I guess there’s no better time than now
Yet my body’s solidified into Marble and, to move, I’ve forgotten how
In trepidation, with one foot in front of the other, I now must begin
Until my feet are free and willing and into a run’s rhythm they find their swing
With each step I take on the gravel driveway, fear thunders in my ears
Stark daylight scorches my eyes blind as I’ve not seen the sun in years
Now before me sprawls the highway like glowing molten lava serpentines
I’m trying hard to breathe now, far to scared to glance behind
My bloody knees, they buckle inwards and my face it hits the floor
I lie here stunned and hyperventilating, becoming liquid on the floor
I can taste my sickly warm blood now as it oozes from my head
I squeeze tight my swollen eyelids, pleading “universe, please... just let me be dead”
There’s something stirring in my guts that just won’t let this come to pass
I feel it’s clawing and it’s gnawing, screaming “stand up you’re free at last”
So I clamber to my feet struggling with frail, torn wrists of rope-burnt rings
The fight now, strong for survival, courses through me; grows new wings
With its loud chanting in my head, pulsating rapidly through my veins
I’m now talking to myself but I have never felt more sane
The cold, night it envelops me with its welcome cloak of darkling stealth
As I run amongst the gutter’s shadows like a ghost, I learn to dwell
As did Hansel and Gretel, I follow glistening breadcrumbs across the sky
Never pausing to get my bearings; over miles and miles of tarmac I fly
The glaring headlights don’t deter me, neither does the onslaught of desperate horns
Obliviously running towards the traffic, with freedom burning brightly in my lungs
Strangely... I didn’t feel the impact, nor when I catapulted through the air
But I’m blessed, I feel no pain now, as to the Milky Way I climb the stairs
I so longed from you my freedom, from your cruel chains of depravity
So as I rise to starlight spun heavens, I’m so elated to be free
© Debbie Razey 2019 - Violet Moon Poetry
