My Escape - Poem by Josh Burnett
I run not knowing where it may lead me to,
But I run onward away from your angry lashes.
I’m so tired of being beaten down with the stones you throw,
Can’t you see all of the bruises and scars that you have caused.
Time slips out of my hand like a running waterfall,
I run towards the edge trying to catch the ticking hands.
It’s slips right off of the edges and falls down so far below,
But as I reach down it slips into darkness forever lost.
I look up at you down on my knees,
And I see the whipping words crashing down onto me.
They lash out opening bleeding wounds on my back,
I look up and see you laugh.
I guess you think it’s fun to beat someone down like me,
I guess it’s a thrill to hear my heart scream out in agony.
I look up into those dreaded eyes and you beat me down further,
Wondering to myself why do you like to inflict so much pain.
Can’t you stop and even see that I’m hurting as it is already?
Can’t you stop and just back away from me?
Haven’t you already hurt me emotionally?
You know you can stand there and kick me in the face,
But when I look up and start to cry I see my goddess before my eyes.
And she begins to scream to me over top of the lashing and laughing,
Everything will be alright I promise!
I hold faith in that and hold faith in her, through times of happy,
Through times like this, your wrong and I’m right,
So keep laughing and hurting me, but know this you’re only hurting you spiritual being.
My mind, my heart, my faith in my goddess is my escape,
And there will be nothing you can do to stop the changes and the smile on my face.
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