Running for my life

I am lonely I am lost I have run away but at what cost.Thankfully the door was left ajar so I ran and ran, oh! so far. He had forgotten to secure my rope so now I run, escape is my only hope.

Running for my life

I ran down to the beach I needed to hide and get out of reach. I don’t want another day hungry and cold praying he will stay away.The sound of his voice makes me shake and shiver, the feeling of his angry blows make me quiver.

I can see lights up ahead, lets get off the road if it is him he will beat me until I’m dead. OH! I feel so cold and weak  I can’t go on I just want to sleep.All my body racked with pain I fear and dread being caught and taken back again.

I hated that filthy dirty shed were soiled wet rags were my only bed. Sadly I was always hungry I only ever got scraps that stank and water that leaked from the outside rusty tank.

I just long for any love, not cruel hard fists reining on me from up above. A nice dry place for me to sleep and some food that I can eat. I swear I would honour and love someone to earn my keep.

I need a rest

It is no good I have done my best this corner looks safe I need to take a rest. I Just hope he is not around I am so scared of being found.  Sleeping the sleep of the scared I remember all the kickings and beatings, all my howls,yet, no one ever heard.

What’s that noise, is it a car door Oh! No ,Oh! No not him I can’t take any more. I hungry and cold and my paws are so sore. I can’t bare to look I shall just stay still.If  it is him I give up I have no more will.

Hello boy (a gentle voice) let me see , Oh! you are hurt let me help, you need not fear me. Kindly hands stroke my painful back a gentle stroke not hit or smack.

Look at you, you have been through the mill you are a strong one aren’t you, all those injuries and you are going still. Let me take you along with me and we will soon have you looking better and happy.

Gently hands pick me up and lay me cosy in the back of a truck. Covering me with a blanket giving me a gentle kiss is this all happening is it real it feels like bliss.

Can we keep him Daddy please he is so lovely, a little child is hugging me knelt next to me on it’s knees. Careful Jake we don’t know what he is like, careful in case he bites. I shall never bite the hand that loves me these new humans I could never hurt.

Bending down the new man says your okay boy you can stay.

Author: willowdot21

Female, wife, full time mother and Grandmother. I am not as happy go lucky as I used to be but I am still bubbling along on simmer! I have three handsome sons all grown and flown.The youngest married with a beautiful wife and two sons of his own. Back in 2010 I was working, running a home, driving and socializing then bang in a split second all that was gone. I had an accident at home. I broke my back, not for the first time, I had broken it 10 years previously as well. Unfortunately this time I had broken it really badly and it was truly messed up so I had to have two operations. I was told before each operation that the outcome could mean I spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair. Still as some guy once wrote "I am still standing " yes "better than I ever was " I no longer use the walking stick . I had lots of friends before the accident but when things like this happen, you loose most of them. Their lives move on and mine stood still and so they left me behind ...I know that is just the way life is but it hurt and always will. Then I looked around and saw those who were still there for me, these friends are the roses in my garden they need to be tended well. They are the diamonds in the dust. I will of been married 53yrs this comming year. I have found different ways to approach life, use my pain befriend it almost...yer right , well that is what they tell me at the pain clinic ROFLMAO ...... if only I could! I have found an outlet for my fears, frustrations and night terrors . I have started writing poetry if that name can be applied to my writing. I hope I do not come over as a moaning winger. I hope I am past all that. I also hope that you might see how the poetry is moving from very dark through the grey and hopefully in to light. My back is no longer straight it is C shaped because of the injury and I have lost two and a half inches in height but my Pilates and Core teachers have helped me to stand up as straight and be as strong as possible. Pain and depression are still hanging on my arm but I have weapons to use against them and if I say so myself I cope well. I have made lots of new friends, real diamonds. I am also very grateful for all the support and help I have encountered here on Wordpress. Hugs and welcome to everyone who visits.

8 thoughts on “Running for my life”

  1. This was gorgeous – for one, the dog running free is a fantastically happy photo.

    Your rhyme through the whole piece is wonderful! 🙂 I was heartbroken at first because I could really feel for him, & when he saw car lights coming & his fear. I just so don’t understand animal & child abusers.

    But you gave this a wonderfully happy ending. Left me with a good feeling, thanks!

    1. Thanks I wanted him to be safe but I never know how a poem is going to pan out so when he saw the car lights I was worried too. I have no idea how we humans can be so so bad. Just over Christmas a poor African boy was tortured my his elder sister and her boy friend. In the end they killed him, he was 15yrs he rang his dad twice begging him to come and get him on the very day he died. A sister, a boy and father who did not save him?? and they said he was processed by an evil spirit…….. the world is mad! BTW I am loving your writing too.

  2. The beauty of liberation
    So many people blame their dogs when the dogs runaway, but how often do we consider that the dog was not happy?
    Neat perspective as always 🙂 xxxx
    Andrea

  3. for me dog is really a man’s best friend and thanks to rumpy coz with his blog I encourage to have a pet dog, I love this post on the first part I feel pity on him but glad it was a happy ending …

    1. I love dogs too and cats I have had a good share of pets in my life. I wanted to highlight the evil few who mistreat animals. XX I love Rumpydog’s site too!!

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