Closing In

Fighting.
Terror fills the night.
Running.
Abusing.

I hold my ears.
I don’t want to listen.
I can’t take it.
Not anymore.

My eyes are closed.
Faster I run.
Farther.
Into your arms.

Don’t hurt me.
Hold me.
Keep me safe.
Will you?

You released me.
I’m on my own.
Scared.
Lost.

All Alone.