Run
Cold wind in his ear
Racing heart in his chest
Broken bones in his legs
Still at lightning speed, he sprints
Almost collapsing, he smiles
Not a tear in sight
He hides his pain
As the neighbour waves
After years of running, his little body grows weary
A beast is upon him
He can't go on any more
Ready to surrender
At peace one last time
Before he gives in
He slowly opens his eyes
He is lying on his bed, panting heavily
"Another nightmare," he breathed
A predator he escaped by waking up
Unlike the one coming down the corridor
That stomps and stumbles and thunders
As Father now looms at the door
Alcohol staining his breath
He is clothed with spatters of the colour red
The colour his victimized wife bled
In despair, the boy sighed
Knowing he was next
Mika Datadin
Grade 9ENW
