Oct 19

A Single Step

One step toward freedom
A step toward a new life
One foot comes up
Her dainty slippers protect it from the hot pavement.
She leans forward.
Away from the fog of ancient memories.
Rolling on the balls of her feet.
She sees her shadow behind her
The person she wants to forget.
Her first foot lands
Solidly.
Stable.
The beginning of a walk away from the hate,
the abuse
More steps
Each as specia.l
As coordinated as the rest.
Until she runs.
Spreads her wings.
Flies.
Soars.
About the Author: LadyMidnight
"There is nothing to writing. All you have to do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed." - Ernest Hemmingway
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