Curse of the runaways

Who dared to touch my sun

Who dared to make her lose her shine

She was cornered , with nowhere to run

When their pockets are naked, they rush for war

They hunt and show up at every door

This sickness, is a hunger worse now than before

Who dared to touch my angel

Who put her behind that horrible cage

When she was just chasing the stars

Chasing a dream that life had lost

Being tracked and ensnared was what it cost

We were forced to learn her warrior ways

Eye’s vigilant as if waiting for the unknown

Mind sharpened , braced for the cruelest blow.

The hour that I met her,Hope softly bloomed

Yet as the hours ticked, despair loomed

They feed on fear,

They look like us

But had their hearts turned to dust.

The hour that I met her again,

I cried , unable to hold  it in

They taunted, that I taste everything,

Emotions raw, my heart ached with a piercing sting.

She asked me what time it was and i said  it’s 17: 35

How distraught must she be?

Slowly telling day from night

By the day’s warmth and the nights cold chill

How empty does she feel?

Another day gone without a lucky chance

The day next,

I set course to meet my angel

My mind was tortured, I distracted it

Trying my best to not look feeble

trying to dig up strength underneath

I wanted her near, it was a necessary need

I  buried the pain deep inside like some fossil

Trying not to cry to  show that I was strong

We talk about work

she says nothing about whether it hurts

She hides it all, all the pain felt 

She would smile and tell me to be strong

How could I be ?

When she was stripped of her wings and couldn’t fly

Forced to fold herself  in tangled shapes, on that cold hard ground

My angel was broken, her fears held her in a tight grip,

My angel’s soul took a fateful dip.

Lies of wellness masked the true scar,

What else could she say or ask?

Maybe, When is soon, Is it near or far ?

She lives with fear in her mind

But If the shadows return, she says she will surely die

Wanting to not return to that cold floor

Where hope couldn’t grow