
Time to Run
“Its all in your head.”
He said it again
About all of your feelings
He’d said it back then
But you chose to ignore it
And sat there and cried
As a piece of you broke
And a part of you died
Til the time finally came
To get up and run
No time for packing
Grab your money and gun
Run from this place
Filled with horror and pain
Look for an outlet
Only good things to gain
©2025 CBialczak

It ends on a positive; empowered people go on to do great things! Good one, Christine!
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Thanks Susi!
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You’re welcome!
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Great poem, Christine.
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Thank you
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Fantastic poem, Christine! I’m glad she stopped listening to him.
Yvette M Calleiro 🙂
http://yvettemcalleiro.blogspot.com
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A wonderful escape poem!!
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Wow, really well done, Christine.
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Thanks Chris
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A very evocative poem Christine. Thanks for joining in.
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Wow, that’s dramatic! You poem captured my imagination.
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