Free
Screaming..
Fighting.. all these bruises..
Physical and mental..
Beating me down in every way ..
The flowing rivers of tears..
I' am slowly drowning myself into..
The fight for freedom seems so far away..
The loneliness is slowly taking over..
The numb feeling I get all over my body..
The feeling of losing all reality..
I' am losing myself right in front of my own eyes..
The battle I' am fighting on the inside of myself..
Isn't anything compared to the war you just won..
You have won for the last time...
As I lay on this cold floor losing all of me..
Alone I lay with my demons and yours..
Their slowly eating away at me..
Trying to finally drag me down..
I fight back...
As I regain the strength...
I stand on my own 2 feet..
I get the urge to run..
Run as fast as I can..
Run and never look back..
No more PAIN!!
NO more TEARS!!
No MORE in general..
As I ran past you.. I felt a sense of freedom..
And peace come across me.. As my body Slowly starts to get feeling back...
Couldn't run fast enough...
As the wind blew through my waist length hair..
I could only imagine..
The repercussions that I was going to receive..
When you caught up to me..
So I kept running in hopes you would just let me go..
Let me run free from the torment..
I call life...
About this poem
The torment of any type of abuse..takes control sometimes we all just need to run free...
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Written on December 01, 2022
Submitted by christian.riggs72988 on December 01, 2022
Modified on March 05, 2023
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Quick analysis:
Scheme | ABCDEFDGHHIJKLHMHNOPQKROSECTOUVKWHXYZ |
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Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 1,294 |
Words | 278 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 37 |
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