I turn my back <br />Fights break out immediately <br />At each other like <br />A pack of wolves <br /> <br />Screaming echoes behind me <br />As I walk away <br />Close my eyes and <br />Hold my hands to my ears <br /> <br />Press firmly to block any sound <br />And any reason to go back <br />Back to that life, <br />Walking into a fresh beginning. <br /> <br />Anger flies past as you walk by <br />I feel my heart beat a thousand times more <br />Hoping your anger will not be taken out on me <br />Hoping, that I don’t take another beating. <br /> <br />Things thrown over my head, <br />Precious things that hold ever-lasting memories <br />All broken, all shattered on the floor <br />Right next to me, this is the floor I walk on. <br /> <br />Trembling legs holding me back <br />Saying something good could come out of this <br />But to me the only good <br />Is death. <br /> <br />Tears stream down my face <br />Now my legs have given in <br />I run as fast as I can <br />To an unknown destination <br /> <br />But wherever that destination is <br />That will be my new home <br />Trouble-free <br />That’s what I want my life to be!<br /><br />Nicole Faye Evans<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-day-hopefully-never-repeated/
