Running, panting, falling,
There it was again, the monster she dreaded,
Ripping off everything that got in its way,
Green algae laced his hideous form,
Horns punctuated his face; his claws were of a bear,
He kept howling like a wolf,
Fear surrounded her like a fence,
Heart pounding, throat thickening, fists clenched, she tried to get up again,
Groping in the dark, trying to find her way,
Should she scream for help?
Who would answer her?
She was alone, just as she wanted,
Heavy footsteps kept getting closer,
Sweat and blood dripping from her as she tried to find a way out
The web she was in was all so scary,
There was no way out of it,
If there was a God, he sure wouldn’t want to save her-she was too far gone to be saved,
The hurt filled her heart till it began to overflow
Another shrill disturbed the silence of the night,
The monster had wrenched the heart of another victim,
For how long would she keep running in circles?
But who was she to end the life she never owned?
Lost, afraid, cold, lonely, she stopped running,
She shivered as the cold wind brushed her fragile skin,
With the shackles on her wrists and ankles,
She sat waiting for her turn like a cow led to slaughter,
If only He could save her-
If only He still loved her like He always said,
Wiping the tears off her dirt covered face,
She looked up to see the monster in front of her,
A knot tightened in her throat, too hard to swallow
There he was with the stench of death oozing out of him,
He stretched out his claws towards her heart,
The end had come for her,
He was going to rip off every bit of her,
Even though his blood thirst remained insatiable,
She knew she deserved this,
Shutting her eyes, she cried from the depths of her heart
Thunder, lightning, earthquake-then came the silence
The silence that screamed louder than the storm,
She slowly opened her eyes,
The monster was gone,
Shackles fell off her wrists and ankles,
She was free, or was she dreaming?
Would the monster come again, stronger and more at rage than it was?
Lots of us struggle with one monster or the other(addictions, obsessions, things we would love to change, things we can’t tell anyone), we keep running around in the thick web of sins. But God is our ever present help in times of need, always ready to save you. Just call on Him. Its time to stop running.
Mfon Etuk, 2015.