Break Free

The rhythm of my heart beats in my ears.

My eyes are steadily burning with the flow of tears.

My bare feet are pounding on the ground.

While the steady drumming is drowning out the sound.

You forced me.

You made me.

You hate me.

I hate me too.

I’m crying.

It’s blinding.

I’m running.

Away from you now.

                                                                Zafirah Brown