"Blue Moon" by Rachelle Mead

Author's Note: This poem is based off of a short story "Blue Moon", and this layout mimics the short story because of the edginess and the confusion that is happening.

There's no where to run,
But hope comes in strange forms,
So she drives, drives away
Scared.
Betrayals come often,
Impossible to predict
So they take, take her away,
Or they try.
There is blood, death, and failure
For which she escapes,
And finds, finds her true potential
Completion.