Late!

She was lost in a strange town late at night

feeling the worst from the booze

had been separated from her best friend

found herself in a street of terraced

houses many boarded up and vandalised

her situation had not analysed!

 

Sweating had to vomit it projected outward

into the pitch black of an alley way

almost falling but a graffiti covered wall

kept her on unstable aching legs

her eyes watery began to feel unprotected

alone afraid and dejected!

 

Noises around her footsteps a bottle smashed

a rasping growl from her right

there was something close by in the alleyway

certain it was coming towards her

started to walk then tried to run but tumbled

onto broken glass crumpled!

 

Sharp pain was added to all her other misery

tried to crawl leaving a blood trail

there was nobody about she was isolated

could move no more exhausted

again heard a guttural growl then by her side

a dog stood had nowhere to hide!

 

It was huge snarling fangs exposed dripping

saliva all over her broken body

the eyes black that overwhelmed her soul

the stench of its breath nauseous

screamed frenziedly certain this the end

with no energy her being to defend!

 

Soon lost consciousness through exhaustion

and oozing from the glass wounds

suddenly found herself being rudely shaken

then a voice she thought was an angel

at first was distant yet a growing awareness

a determination to survive did caress!

 

Blurred vision cleared and there was her friend

paramedics were in attendance

she now laid upon a cot within the ambulance

as a chill made her shudder

but just before they parted she saw once more

the dog watching as they shut the door!

 

Realised this terror had not been a hallucination!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

Alleyway!

Down the litter strewn alleyway of the city

the fifteen year old scavenged.

Trying find anything to eat to stay alive

not wanting anybody’s pity.

She had run away from an abusive home

on the streets to roam!

 

Still hard here having to fend for herself

but better than how she’d lived.

Dangers lurked in the basement world

sadly felt this was safer.

Her home now a disused office block

her possessions  in a  sock.

 

Sometimes stealing to get enough to eat

even selling her body!

Existing never shown love or decency

closing her mind to hope!

Until one day a rich girl disappeared

and foul play was feared.

 

Entering the alleyway her clothes soiled

and into the path of Cindy.

Two contrasting teenagers found a bond

this no money could achieve.

Guiding her new friend to a safer place

neither now lost without a trace!

 

Helped by compassion of a friend who cared

for a better future she prepared!

 

Cindy’s life changed when she met a loving family.

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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