Run little girl run
Run as fast as your feet can carry you
Hide yourself away
In the woods, climb a tree
High, so high up
In the field, ‘neath the tall grass
As a tiny mouse
Near the sea, amongst the boulders
Small as you can be
Don’t look behind you
Never leave a trail
Change your name when you have to
They say words can’t hurt you
But they’ll never understand
The words hurt more
So much more
Than the beatings or the neglect
The empty stomach or bare feet
Words, they carried far more weight
Than being dragged by your hair
Or punched in the face
Hateful words cling to your mind
While the bruises fade away
And the fear of leather eases
No, the words follow wherever you roam
So run fast run far little girl
From all you can leave behind you
Hide yourself away until they stop looking
Then get up and run further still
Let the miles start to heal you
And allow the pounding of your feet
To cover the sound of their voices
And years from now when you run
Smack into his open arms
Bury yourself on his neck
Let the tears wash over him
And allow his love to conquer the words
That will always reside in your head
tara caribou | ©️2018
I only hope he doesn’t treat her badly as well?
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Well, the hope is that little girl will grow up and find someone to help cover over all the old words. Only time will tell.
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Loved the intensity.
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Thank you
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Oh my goodness… I could feel this one. For me, it’s like going on this journey to find healing, to escape the dark places and not really knowing where I will end up, but finding peace in the fact that anywhere is better than staying in that painful place. Your poem took me there. This is so powerful and that glimmer of hope you added at the end is just beautiful.
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Thank you so much for taking the time to comment. And yes. That’s exactly what I was trying to portray, so I am so happy you were able to feel this one.
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You are very welcome. 🙂
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Run, little girl, run
Straight into his arms
And lose yourself
In the comfort of his embrace
Knowing you can always
Be yourself…
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Beautifully done… Is this your story?
Dwight
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Partially. In a way, yes.
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Ahhhh Love this. Love the themes and the run little girl
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Cool. I’m glad you did. Thank you.
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Powerful images and powerful words. People forget the power of words that have the ability to cut like a sword, explode like a punch. You wrote it beautifully ❤ 🙂
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Yes! Exactly! Especially parents I think.
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Lovely poem! Really vivid with a great hopeful ending! 😀
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There’s got to be hope.
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So beautiful. Darkness always makes hope shine brighter.
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That’s so true. By the way, I’ve been working on a weird short story that I think you might enjoy, once it gets finished. (Just a little teaser for you lol)
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Awesome! 😀 I can’t wait!! If somehow I miss it and don’t comment, be sure to let me know!
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I can do that.
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