Runner

Her mother ran away.
like an ignorant child,
she stole away in the night.
On the hunt for freedom,
fear and adrenaline egging her on.

She couldn't stop the crying,
she couldn't force a smile,
and sooner or later
she was the one crying the loudest.

Her mother couldn't love her,
with her broken mind and incapable hands,
all she could do was leave.

Her baby in the crib,
the phone off the hook,
milk in the microwave,
and the door wide open.

Her mother ran
and never looked back.