Escape
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Looking through this window
Drowning in a river of tears
My bruises begin to show
Silenced by my fears
Looking at this door
How can I hide?
I cannot take anymore
Wondering what is outside.
Looking at my face
I no longer recognize
I cannot stay in this place
I am tired of the lies.
Looking deep inside
I feel guilt and shame
Yet I have no pride
Myself I blame.
Looking in my empty purse
My emotional scars take shape
Every day is my worst
As I plan my escape.