The Dark
It’s dark out here. I can feel the cool breeze on my face. It’s silent out here. Every step I take is like a gunshot in the night. I’m almost to the end of this road, to wait by a street light. He’s getting near, I’m can see him down the way. He’s going to pick me up and take me away. Because it’s dark out here and I don’t want to stay.
It’s time to leave this place, time to escape this hell that has been killing me. I can hardly breathe, these walls are caving in on me. We’re leaving now, never to return. He’ll take me to a new place, far away from here. No one will know, no one will see, and we’ll just take our leave. Because it’s dark out here and it’s killing me.
04.10.2018
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