Natalie Fearon

Release Me Please !!!!!!!!!!! By Natalie Fearon Walking these long halls I dread its end What awaits me down there I fear for my very life The noise thunders heavily as i inch closer I dread what i will find Will i survive another session to breathe the fresh air through my lungs The passage seems darker, lonelier, narrower Sweat washes me from head to toe I pray he’s not home I hope he’s working late To afford me another night of peace and contentment My palms are dripping sweat, Nervousness rocks me and i shiver Home is suppose to be a happy place A place of tranquility and serenity, BUT NOT mine This Home i want to run from and scream Scream louder than a stuck pig and run, run, run run never looking back I quietly, nervously, anxiously open the door There he is sprawled on the couch defenseless fast asleep Should i do it? Do it now?