Ode to a Stranger

i had

a dream

last night

the most perilous fight.

You hit

i screamed

never so Trapped was

i

Your greedy face

It gleamed

no, You never meant to kill

but killed my soul

You did
leaving my body broken and bruised

along with it

i tried to run

but

legs are molasses

when they are trapped in

Nightmares

i tried to fight back but Your

Brutal heart and

Brutish hands

fell harder

it’s so easy

to hurt others

when You can’t feel pain

don’t You know hands are meant for love?

and words are meant for loving?

not Bruising

my heart, my soul, my body

You remind me of my helplessness

i’m just trying to

breathe

So let me run!

please don’t

hold me Trapped

don’t let Your anger turn to hatred

and Your hurt to my
Pain

but if You can’t

then

Please

Please

Just let me be.

-Z.