Tears, they fall like silent rain drops, down my cheek like down the window pane. I know it has to end. There is no other choice.

I had it once so good, but it was stripped away.

I escaped today.
and while I revel in freedom, I hide away for fear.

I will be found.

It will reclaim. I know that now. My freedom has caused damage.

Damage I fear to face. I hope I can repair, I hope it's not to late.

I fear to tell the truth. I fear to state it clear. "I told you so." I cannot bare.
"How could you" even more so.

I made my choice, I knew the consequences when I made it. I shall face them. . . But not till morning. I can hide away. . . For a few hours more.

   [ POSTED BY Penelope @ 4:09 AM ] [ ]