Chalk lines, drawn by children
Voices from the school yard
Dogs bark, you run
Feet pound pavement hard
Barefoot toes, wind blown hair
Sharp glass on the ground
Careless when I step
Careful not to make a sound
You chase me, like prey
Trying not to trip
I run fast, get away
I must be silent and never slip
Your hands rough around my waist
Cauaught in your trap
Rest your hand on my shoulder
I can't look back
Choking on the tears
My throat constricts
You ask me questions
I merely nod
Pull me away from my safe place
To your home so desolate
I am gone without a trace
I lay in the leaves of this falls birth
Seeing only the red stained leaves
Trying not to panic for all I'm worth
Don't run or hide, stay alive
I can't wait for it to end
What will you do
What will the darkness send
Uncertain future, my demise
A chase after a valued prize
I could see the lies
Beside the evil in your eyes