Far away

I ran to escape
to flee and to hide
but I couldn't out-run it
so I gave up and cried

he eventually got me
he spoke to me words,
words that I won't forget
words that always will hurt

he said," you are done,
your life here is over,
don't wish on a star,
don't wish on a clover.

I could've killed you,
in your dreams
but It would've been to easy
I wanted you to scream

I decided right there,
I'm not ready to go,
there's a place he can't find me
I'm ready, I know,

so I ran to a place
a place I can't say,
I'll know that I escaped,
I know I'm far away

*I just wanted this to be a thinking poem like,"where did she go?" that kinda thing. please write come comments! thanks!*