you run.
you run because it's all you've ever known.
you run as fast as your legs can carry you into safety—
away from the horrors that await you outside.

you slam the door shut,
shutter your blinds,
close your eyes tight,
so the trecherous sunlight can't get you.
it's so scary out there. it's better to be alone.
you let out the breath
you were holding captive in your lungs.

you're better off alone.