Runaway Children

they were filled to the brim by the only good thing in their life they then overflowed creeping out windows in the dead of the raging night they breathed in the vapour relief relapsing amongst the towering trees the corner of metal houses were the closest thing to a hug the sirens went around posters crinkled in the wind "have you seen this broken child?" the screams still ring in their pierced ears now silenced by the peace of being away from it all