I ran in the desert

Sweating and panthing

Feeling the sweat drip on me

The sun beating me down

I’m just some guy who ran away

From my crazed and abusive family

They’re trying to chase me down

Riding on their horses

Getting other people with them

Riding on their own horses

Trying to find me

Trying to take me back and tear me down

But I’m too far away

I’m too far gone for them to get up me

Which makes me happy

But I can’t show it

‘Cause I’m too damn exhausted

From running this damn much

I couldn’t see well

I couldn’t feel my legs anymore

So I stopped running and collapsed

With a loud thud

Dust coming up from me

A few critters got scared and ran off

Which I “kinda” saw

Because my vision was blurred

Was complete crap

Except I thought I saw somethin’ else

A big, crushed looking thing

Kinda looked like a house

I got up from the ground

Wanting to stop smelling the dirt, tasting it even

And getting in my face

I wiped off the dirt

To really look at what was in front of me

It really was a crushed up house

It was old

Rusty, abandoned

Slowly falling apart

I can even just feel it falling apart as I saw it

It was perfect

A perfect home for a guy on the run like me

I got inside the home

By going through one of the windows left opened

I got inside

Smiling, knowing that I would be safe here

For a while atleast, probably

Until they find me

Take me home

Make me feel terrible

Just worthless, unlovable garbage

I sat there, curled up and against the wall

Just thinking about how everything will go back

Back to the same

The same poor treatmeant

From my own family

I sat there

Looked around the house

Imaging an actual caring family being there

A loving one

The dad who would always give me strength, confidence, and boyish fun

The mom who would always give me kisses, food, and hugs

The parents who love you as if you are a part of them

Who love you for who you are

As opposed to what you’re not

And make you constantly feel bad about it

Your dad calling you swears, slurs, beating you senseless

Your mom yelling at you and refusing to do things for you

Having bruises on my back

Scars on my arms

Cuts on my face

Having a foot with no toes

Because your dad was upset

Upset that you took one of his shoes

So you could take out your horse to clean ‘em

So he cuta your toes off one of your feet with his knife

No hugs

No kisses

No pats on the back

No love

I just sit here

All alone, all by myself

Feeling so lost, so broken

Still trying to find a REAL home with a REAL family