I see the light and bail out the door. I cant live like this anymore. but I trip and fall. and hit the cold bare wall. I lie there. Hurting. Bleeding. and fading. wondering desperately, why aren't you here saving me? The screams from the house threaten me. They don't want me, it's plain to see. My body, battered and broken. I have to get up from this blood I've soaked in. These lies and cries for freedom are almost near. I just have to run, run far from my fears. Desperate and willing. I follow this feeling; of freedom, escape, release. I run, to the only thing that can keep me alive; the only thing I need to survive these torturer