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[sid] => 2644
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => My escape
[time] => 2002-08-23 10:23:46
[hometext] => This poem is not true but it came to me coz of everything that goes on in this world. It tells the story of a kidnapped 16 year old girl that I completely made up. PLEASE read and post comment I would love to hear what u think of this poem
[bodytext] => I woke up that morning not a thing on my mind
I did everything as usual not a step behind I kissed my parent's goodbye and went on my way For it was just another school day I was 16 years old and very happy and as far as I could see I was just proud to be me As I walked down that lonely street A car drove up with a man alone in the drivers seat He stopped the car right near me He got out and in the corner of my eye I could see He was coming after me I panicked and started to run and he laughed as if he was having fun He easily caught up with me and put his hand over my mouth He took me to his car and lay me in the back seat then he tied up my hands and feat The next thing I knew I was at his place tears after tears were streaming down my face He took me in and threw me down Not a single person was around He left me lieing there all night and laughed at me as if what he was doing was right I woke up the next morning with tears in my eyes I began to realize I was going to die I was hungry and cold and I began to remember everything I was told on how to be brave and have no fear That's when I decided I would no longer shed a single tear He left the house that day just went on his merry way leaving me to die and I had to ask the question why? Why me? Why do things have to be this way? why couldn't I be safe at home today? I began to try to untie my feet until they were free Then I realized how proud I was to be me How thankful I was that God created me and somehow I got my hands free I stood up and almost fell I began to have a dizzy spell I had had nothing to eat for a whole day and somehow in my heart I knew I was gonna get away I went to the front door I'd never seen anything like it before and I found that it was locked and I couldn't get out I began to scream and to shout I ran to the windows and to every other door each time shouting more and more I was stuck inside there was not a thing I hadn't tried My escape was looking like it was going no where It just wasn't fair I broke a window with my show I became someone I never knew I wanted to run like never before But the pain started hurting more and more Glass was all in my leg and it really hurt I managed to crawl out the window only to fall into a pile of dirt I got up and began to limp I was getting away This was my escape on this special day I got a small distance when I felt sick and fell to the ground on a tree stick I lay there 4 a while then started walking again and I wondered if the man who did this would suffer 4 his horrible sin I finally came to a road and I waited 4 a car realizing I had gotten pretty far Finally someone came and I waved my hands in the air and they went by as if they didn't even care Were they so blind they couldn't see all the blood pouring out of me? As I stood another car came I feared that they would do the same But they stopped and took me away took me to a hospital not to far away My paren'ts came to visit me crying, so happily so very proud of me I looked at all I had been through and I couldn't believe it was all true My escape was just the way I wanted it to be I truly believe God guided me away from it all ya know in this world I am very small but my escape was so amazing so rare and nothing in my life will ever compare to all the love in my heart for my precious gift that wasn't torn apart I am so thankful happy and free And proud to be me and I know it was my destiny to escape and see all my true bravery I was so strong and the guy who did it didn't get away with it very long my escape ended so happily but many end very sadly I guess I was lucky I can't believe it's true But now you see exactly what some people go through so be happy and live each day like it's your last cause you never know it might be [comments] => 2 [counter] => 261 [topic] => 31 [informant] => Sweetie [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )
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