“Why are you here
Why do you lay in the darkness
Cold and half dead ?”

I was stolen
From the light
And taken into a cage of darkness

I was pleased to see my capturer eat
I watched as he tore meat
From the leg I used to call mine

He would sometimes take me outside
I always longed for the light
He told me that I should be grateful for

Waiting in the dark for him
Was worth it
If it meant we would have a trip outside

Where I lay by the stream
And bathed in the sun
And water

“I control you”
He would say
“You cannot see outside if I do not exist”

Sometimes I would sit in the dark
Wondering if the outside was worth me living
Or if I should just let myself die

“Well, if you love the light so much
why don’t
you let yourself out then?”

I cannot
Only he can release me from my cage of darkness
There is a lock on the door only he has the key to

“My love, the lock he has told you that you cannot unlock
does not exist
He lied to you

You may open the door when he has left his guard
And take a step outside
To the light you long for “

Was it really that simple ?
Did the cage door really just push open at my touch?
Were my toes really pading on the grass already?

“Come to me my love
He has kept us apart for too long
Let me make love to you
As I do
Without his greedy eyes onlooking
And greedy hands being a part of our *******

You were caged by him in darkness
But he does not own the light
He does not own me
For you can have me when you want
You can have ecstasy when you want
Without having to be put back into his darkness ever again “

She ran.
She was out there for five hours.
Walking. Probably running. I don't know.
She had a backpack on that entire time.

She ended up at a Wawa.
Funny that they call it that.
She had a friend pick her up.
Then she stayed with them for some time.

Her parents texted her, of course.
Saying things like "we want what's best for you."
While at the same time saying "why do you have to cause drama?"
It infuriates me to no end.

Her grandma came to pick her up.
She's pretty supportive, I guess.
But there hasn't been a text back since.
And I'm worrying all over again.

I had panicked at first.
Started shaking, almost cried.
I felt a subtle shiver in my neck, somehow.
Sweat-coated hands are irritating.

I guess I calmed down, but
I didn't know what to do or say to her.
Not like I can do much right now anyway.
We're miles apart, after all.

I'm scared she could go back.
I know neither of us wants that.
They'd berate her again. Call her a disappointment.
And other insults that I just won't say.

I just hope wherever she is, she's safe.
I hope her needs are met, and she's okay.
Sometimes, the worst outcome creeps into my mind.
But I push it back, because somehow, I'm still hoping.