Escape

Not really a poem really.. more of a story... COMMENT PLEASE!!

The hate begins to crawl beneath her skin. That's all that's left now. Hate. As the pain begins to burrow through her heart, she picks up the keys. The world is asleep, and this time no one will hear her scream. The car seat is freezing, but she is numb. Covered in frost, she drives in to the rain, in to the lightning, the storm. Unaware of the life she once lived she dreams of death. She prays for escape - the only way out. Death. Flashbacks to her childhood and a memory emerges from a time when happiness seemed so in grasp. Reminiscence elapses now as she drives in to darkness, just as her life elapsed so quickly, so painfully. She steps out in to the obscurity and grabs the rope. On this old bridge where she used to play, she’ll take her life. Feeling the earth on her feet one last time, she begins to climb towards pure bliss. Bereavement is upon us now. Lightning strikes a nearby tree, but not a muscle in her flinches. She’s like stone, so pale and so cold. At the peak where she’ll die, she ties a noose in the rope. Scenes start playing through her head, of the love she once contained. Binding the rope around a cold segment in the overpass, she secures the noose around her neck. Praying to the God that once abandoned her that it will hold. Her black dress is caught in the wind as she takes her last step, in to the anguish and misery that we foretold but never stopped. Rain and wind blowing against her face, her dress, her cold pale body glowing beautifully blue, and images of love play through her mind. An irresistible charm bestowed upon us at this moment in time that will never be forgotten. Now in these shadows of darkness a melody began to play. The melody of a life being thrown away. A story is being told of birth, of life, of love, hatred and death. Hanging in the midst of all this pain, she’s breathing her last breath. Her eyes of ice fall shut and the wind blows her lifeless body back and forth through the murky depths of such darkness. Escape. A last gust of wind blows and her face is revealed.

Take a look.