Scared

Sweating the last drop..

He drags himself.

To the corner of the shelf..

Heart beats faster.

Getting short of breath.

He has to fight death..

Unknowingly alive.

After a deep dark dive.

The room getting darker..

But that isn’t scarier.

As long as there isn’t a tall shadow.

On the wall that swallows.

Making it hard to see..

Making it harder to break free.

His bruised knee..

Urging to flee.

As his body trembles.

Tightening the shake within..

Finding a way to a never ending win.

There lies the key..

Opening to the vast sea.

Emptiness wallows..

Shouting gets unheard..

Until ears ask him to stop being absurd.

There’s a leap.

That gets steep.

A final weep.

With sunset running away..

The moon shines..

Glistening his cry for a while..

With a sudden stop..

Fear ceases..

The breathing eases.

*Dedicated to the children who are tortured by wrong doers until they stop fighting back one day.