Lucy Runs

Lucy runs
from the giant boogie monster inside her
still growing, unfolding countless crimes
grotesque in shape, devastating her ego
the creature sending acid up her spine
fire from the inside

To expunge its weight feels more than necessary
like a school night, or the adieu kiss
to kill the sick foetus that is weight, a feeling of bliss
followed by the death of a giant monster

Death alone, she wondered
was a delightful wind in her heels
but before such thought could cross her mind straight down to
a damaged heart
she stopped on her tracks
And looked for the light in her hole
before the giant would swallow her whole

but was it fast enough?
damage done can't be undone
and a second child
will never feel like your first born