the escape

poem about an escape.


1. escaping


Escaping the terrible work house

creeping in the darkness

shadows leading no where

hiding like an eagles pray

tip toeing to the errie gate.


At the gate

 heart  pacing faster

heart beat racing

 arms shaking

slinking through the gate.


Running through the gate

 heart filling with joy

leting a breath out

falling to the ground

weak like a baby

cause I am free.






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