Moving On

The moons smile
Illuminate the dark 
Small twinkles
Complimenting the white 
Glowing crescent

The lights of the city
Are in my review mirror

It is me, my car and the sky
This road taking me 
Anywhere but here
Anywhere but this city
Of screams
Painful memories

I am not running
I am moving on
Making peace with the past
With the evil touch of my
Violators that won't stop burning
The invisible marks that 
I can't wash off
It contaminates my skin
My innocence

I am not running 
I am finding a place
A place to feel safe
A place where I won't 
Be touched without permission
A place far away

I am not running
I am deciding 
For myself 
To have a life
To not live in fear
To . . . Live