She awoke early in the morning
And looked out upon an endless horizon.
Her embattled heart beat nervously, yearning
To escape the chains which had held her since birth.

No smiles, no tears could come to her face
As she glanced over her shoulder.
No number of miles could ever erase
All that she now willingly left behind.

She started down the trodden road,
Before anyone awoke for the day.
If they would miss her tomorrow,
She wouldn't know . . .

But her childhood sat anxiously on the steps
Discontented and afraid.
It was a final unspoken farewell.
And she pledged never to return.