fallenangel8183

*Exodus*

Get up! Fight!
I should. I was running.
I thought I was free.
But the fiery wind caught me,
stopped me, and burns me now,
howling from Hell.
I scream, rage back
at the chaos running through me.
I hate it out here,
unprotected and glaring.
Let me crawl back
to my clammy dark tomb
where the howling just hummed
me to purgatory sleep.
But I hear you...and you...
and you...somewhere beyond this.
I scream and I beg.
Can you hear me? Help me?
Dare I step out? Will
anyone find me?
I fall
beneath
the deafening
cacophony.
But somewhere behind this,
maybe, faintly, I hear
you...and you...
screaming, fighting, pleading:
Hear me!

I get up. I fight
to step out, to reach out
with one hand toward freedom.
I fight to reach back
without falling backward.
I fight
to out-rage
the rage.