Runaway.

 The only thing that made me feel safe. Your promise that no matter what, you will be my by my side. 

I always said I'm not a snob like you. But i as got to know you, you're not a snob, but you felt my pain, you've been through what i've been through. 

Lately, i don't feel safe. 

Too many things that bring me back to the past, things i feel i cannot deal with. I feel threatened.

Things that bring me back to I got hypothermia when i got out of a warm bath and you threw a bucket of cold water on me. Remember that? I do.

My friend told me: " My dad can call with the gendarmerie, take you away." 

No. 

You cannot escape your abuser, YOU STAY. 

"If i only knew what you're going though, I would've protected you."

Would you?

Smallest threat.

She takes the knife in her hands. 

Revenge? Self defense? Murder? Being equal?

Does it matter?

She wants to get rid of it. Make it stop. 

But she remembers the words: "We have the same blood."

I'm like you.

You are like me. 

Ground me, please. 

You've taken me out of the streets before, reach out to me now. 

There is no one by my side now. 

You know the pain I'm feeling, you've felt it too.

Help me let it go. 

Make me feel safe again. 

The parts of me that stayed alert, that learned to listen for danger, were only trying to keep me alive—and they did. I can thank them now and let them rest. 

Nothing is chasing me anymore.