Pocket Full Of Pain

The cloudless sky floats above my head
Dandelions colour
The luscious green grass that covers the Earth
As far as the eye can see.

I run, run, run, as fast as I can
Through tunnels that hide me
And over bridges that make me feel on top of the world
I rush down the slide and to the swings
Where I try to catch my breath.

I gaze through the rain at the red and yellow playground
Wet and worn and deserted
I think about what I have to return to
And feel my eyes heat with the warmth of tears
My happiness fades like a light.


It’s hard for me to understand
At a mere seven years old
Why I am treated the way he treats me
And if it will last forever.


As I calm myself down
I see headlights approach from the distance
My palms instantly tighten their grip on the chains
I do not want to go home.

As he gets out the car and walks over to me
I regretfully take his hand
Maybe tonight will be different…

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The sky’s full of clouds
The darkest of grey
The grass is brown and unkempt
I collapse onto it,  tired and hurt
Maybe I could run away.

But I don’t have the energy
I’m all bruised up
And If I had the guts to run away,  I would have.

I lie there and gaze at the playground
Where I used to find solace and fun
… I wish things could have been different.

I am now fourteen and still nothing’s changed
I still don’t understand why
He’s only gotten worse and daily he tells me
I wont live to see tomorrow
...One-day maybe he’ll be right.


Headlights approach, he gets out of the car
Yet again,  I take his hand.

...Maybe it will last forever…

...Maybe nothing will change...